Winter night, thoughts, wine

Months pass, time melds into a blur of living, loss occurs, and we continue on, hoping for a peaceful evening with no worries about what is occurring around us. Sometimes reality is too harsh to face, and yet we must. If not for us, but for those who love us. We sustain grief over losing …

TIME PASSING and a sip of wine

It’s late, and, as usual, I can’t sleep.  So, my thoughts jump in and realizations appear.  Odd thing, aging.  It plays with your mind and things you never thought about before begin to enter.  Tonight my thoughts are the sad realization that if I live as long as my mother, I have about ten years …

Writing memories

Writing has always been a way for me to express my thoughts. While I had The Old Horse to write about, it was easy to find words because he was such a part of my life and easy to talk about. I find myself at a loss of words now because memories of actual life …

Change, Dogs and Horses

A lot can happen in six weeks, and one thing is that I have aged three years in these past six weeks. Odd how stress and loss can alter a person’s physical well-being. I moved, along with my husband, three dogs, and one horse. I’ve left behind the old Appy, and struggle with that. I …

Buddy and Reo; Separation

Two days ago I went to visit Buddy. He was swatting flies away as he and his two companions stood in the shade of a large oak tree. I called to him, he looked, and then obviously did not think I was worth leaving the shade for, as he simply stood there and gazed at …

Buddy, Reo, me, sorrow

You know, it’s hard to blog when your mind is filled with so much activity. I haven’t spent the amount of time with the horses that I should, because I am so involved with this moving process. I did head over to Buddy’s barn to check on him and give him some snacks, and noticed …

Reo, Buddy, Me

Reo is definitely lame. After cleaning off three days of crusted mud that he managed to get over his entire body, in every crevice, I decided I was too tired to ride. I thought he should experience some interaction with me other than the good grooming, so I put the rope halter on him and …

HORSES, MOVING, DOGS, MONEY, and MORE

It had been a few days since I spent some time in the saddle, and I missed Reo. Last Wednesday called to me, as I had been wandering around the house, restless as usual. It was a wonderful day for riding, the rain had stopped, it was slightly breezy, and the air felt just damp …