(Alternate title: Things have been quiet and every time I thought about the blog it felt like I’d posted in the last few days rather than almost a month ago – yikes!) When I last left off, Pierce was on his way up to Michigan – I’ll start off saying he arrived safely in a huge Ecclestone Horse Transport semi and I’m glad I booked him a box stall for the journey. The first few hours were understandably fractious. Poor…
Well, the day is here – as of about 12:30pm Eastern Standard Time, Pierce is on the road up to The Cold Dark North™ (Michigan). I’d been hoping the weather would swing back toward being at least slightly more moderate in time for his arrival, since we’ve been hopping back and forth between frigid snow flurries and balmy 70° afternoons that feel more like mid-May than March. But beggars can’t be choosers, and at least Pierce is originally from New…
(Enjoy a baby Pierce photo as this post’s focus because I suck at taking relevant photos in landscape format, oops.) I started the weekend on the best possible note – a fun Friday lesson of trot and canter sets plus a short 2’3”-2’6” course on one of my favorite horses of my trainer’s, Wallace. He’s a delightfully fun guy – so easy to flat and uncomplicated over fences. He can fancy it up for the show ring, but you’d never…
I think I mentioned in my very first post on this blog that I like me some good retail therapy. Let me clarify: I love retail therapy. I’ve done the traditional talk therapy gig before, and while it was helpful for sorting out emotional tangles and Complex Young Adult Feelings™, that’s not what I need in this moment in time. Right now I know exactly why I’m craving that serotonin hit of “Your Order Has Shipped!” and slitting the tape…