Have you ever hit the end of a day when you feel muscle-sore, mentally fatigued and ultra-productive? (And, if you are a little sick and twisted like me, isn’t that just the best?) 

I grew up in hilly, coastal country. Looking back (as I peer out of an ice-covered Texas window), it was far more than just hills.

The best horsey haikus have verses featuring colts, Ibuprofen, and life’s important lessons: Don’t text and ride!

Smells that others may find atrocious are associated with nostalgic thoughts for people that spend time around horses and cattle.

When we bring new horses to our place, there are usually two methods of unloading them.

Training and selling horses can be a tough job when you’re camera-shy.

I love seeing the houses, with their custom kitchens and big showers, but it’s a real bonus if it’s a horse property. If so, I generally scroll right past the home photos and go straight to the pictures of the barn and arena. 

I know of a lot of people looking for the just-right horse. Something strong, kind, versatile, gentle, mature-minded, nice moving, enjoyable for all levels of riders and, of course, beautiful. Is it possible? 

The term bombproof in the sale of horses can be misleading and dangerous.

I’m tired of just going through the motions.