Room for Milly

A dear friend of mine recently sent me this photo of a restaurant in Colorado. Knowing my nickname for Milagro is Milly, she knew I would get a kick out of it. I texted back a cute emoji and thanked her, and then I started to ponder. Room for Milly. For some reason this cute picture and seeing these words on a beautiful storefront in downtown Denver stirred an emotion in me. But why? I've always felt that our ability as humans to love so deeply and carry so much emotion in ou

Throwback Thursday, To a Time Before Covid-19

It seems like forever ago. Just a few months back I was at the barn one frosty afternoon in January. The snow on the roof of our metal riding arena was sliding off and making a racket. I was hand walking Milagro around the arena telling him there was nothing to worry about. Christmas music played on my i phone, and while we made a final loop we stopped and I snapped this picture of us in the mirror. My biggest worry that day was the distraction of the sound of the sliding sno

The Field of Life

Yesterday, as I drove down the road leading into our barn to go riding, I watched the horses as they bantered about in the field next to me. Milagro and the rest of the geldings were lined up along side the fence. He was head wrestling with one horse while another, his friend Stanley, held onto Milagros blanket in his mouth, pulling it up into the air in clear annoyance of Milagro. As he pinned back his ears and did his best to break free, one would think it looked like he

Memory Lane

A few weeks back we had some special guests at Milagros barn. The owner of our place had arranged for a group of residents from a local memory care facility to come for a demonstration. It would be a fun afternoon sharing our horse friends with them and I was excited to participate. They arrived in a van with the logo of their home, The Abbington, printed on the side of the vehicle. Our barn owner had taken the time to arrange bales of hay next to our outdoor arena for them t

The Working Horse

My husband Keith and I are on a bit of an adventure this week. We are on a road trip around Northern California. Its been such a long time since I have been in these parts. It reminds me of visits to see my Dad, when he lived in a little town outside San Francisco called Petaluma. On one visit we enjoyed the Butter and Eggs Parade. There is a lot of farming in the culture in these parts. Even today as the city of Sacramento celebrates the Farm to Fork event. I thought about a

We Made It

In the past several days my book hit the stands at Amazon and I also received the first print copy to hold in my own two hands. I wasn't sure what to expect from myself. After giving this so much over the past four years, I had no idea how I would react. Excitement, yes, shock and disbelief, actually, yes. It was as though this thing I had only written and read, and re-written and reread over and over, was now a living and breathing object. It was "Live" as they say in the wo