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November 17, 2017

Yes, Horses Again!

The horse world, like any group, is not immune to petty bickering and arguments over feeding, handling, training, riding, vetting, and a host of other things. Folks can pick a fight over almost anything horse related. And sometimes we do. Although I’d venture a guess that, unless we feel a horse is in danger because […]
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Published on November 17, 2017 04:00

November 15, 2017

Billing and Bullshit

I’m not only paying bills today, but I’m wading through the morass known as “medical billing.” I completely lost focus when I came across this charge: “Insertion of needle into vein for collection of blood sample. $22.00.” Now, after you pick yourself up off the floor and change your pants, this ridiculousness doesn’t only apply […]
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Published on November 15, 2017 08:39

November 13, 2017

Homestead Life

Had a few visitors this weekend to see the new foal. Two cute little girls who were, as I predicted, enamored of little Trinket for about 20 minutes—I think that included time spent petting some of the other horses. They were not interested in the least in shoveling manure, which was no surprise, haha! But […]
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Published on November 13, 2017 07:49

November 10, 2017

Farm Animals

I like animals, but I don’t consider myself an animal rescuer or a fanatic. Guess it’s because I grew up on a farm. On a farm, dogs are for companionship, hunting, and protection of livestock—or people. Cats are mousers, usually in the barn. Horses are for work or for fun. None of these things mean […]
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Published on November 10, 2017 04:00

November 8, 2017

More About Trinket

Little Trinket is six days old today. Talk about stress . . . On her first day, she climbed through the fence into the south paddock. Quick as a wink, her front end went through and her back end followed with a little more effort. We spent the evening, until about 9:00 p.m., putting up […]
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Published on November 08, 2017 09:39

November 6, 2017

Texas Shooting

  A lot of my friends will probably laugh at me, but here’s my theory on the recent Texas shooting: Sin. Adam and Eve had a perfect world; they screwed up, and sin entered the picture. You’re all familiar with the story of Cain and Abel, right? God told Cain that he preferred Abel’s gift, […]
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Published on November 06, 2017 13:28

November 3, 2017

My Newest Baby

Meet the newest member of our herd, Virginia Range’s Hallelujah Trinket!   As you all probably know, I’ve been waiting for a foal for months and months—more like years, decades, whatever. Felt like this pregnant mare was taking forever! Daily, usually morning and night, I’d take pictures of Charm’s, um, parts, to check for any […]
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Published on November 03, 2017 04:02

November 1, 2017

Smokin’ in the Boys’ Room

I read this morning that a Japanese company was now giving non-smokers six extra days off each year. Apparently, the non-smokers complained that they were working more that their co-workers who smoked, i.e., took smoke breaks. Everyone knows the dangers of smoking. It’s not rocket science. The first Surgeon General’s report on smoking was in […]
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Published on November 01, 2017 13:51

October 30, 2017

It’s Complicated

Sometimes, homesteading sucks. When the temps in October, for cryin’ out loud, drop to 23 degrees overnight, after two days of highs in the 40s and overcast skies, you get just a bit snippy. Especially when you’re out of practice working the wood furnace and it takes two hours for the heat to kick on. […]
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Published on October 30, 2017 07:49

October 28, 2017

Sneak Peek!

Thought you all might enjoy an older WIP I came across this morning: Prologue POP! The sound was distinct, yet unnerving in the context of a nearly empty room. The lone occupant, an overworked, underpaid freelance graphic designer, slumped over his keyboard. The desk, the walls, the ceiling were spackled and dripping with rivulets of […]
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Published on October 28, 2017 07:00