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From Writing Mad to Horses Mad – Exploring an Equestrian Buzzfeed

From Writing Mad to Horses Mad – Exploring an Equestrian Buzzfeed

One of the side effects of my new life includes a lot of alone time that I have to productively structure for myself. Sitting down at my computer to work lately goes something like this: Okay! I have four hours to write today. And …. Go. Go. Go! Write the things. Writey write write. Or… peruse Facebook. Or… look at Buzzfeed. Or… take a quiz about how well I know Disney horses. So today I learned that I don’t know…

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Getting My Horse Fix Without a Horse

Getting My Horse Fix Without a Horse

I still need to arrange shipping, but once I have that squared away we’re going to be on the official countdown until Simon gets here. Though I’ve been on extended breaks from horses before, this is the longest I’ve gone without riding or touching an equine while owning a horse. Even though I’ve never been the kind of person that feels compelled to go to the barn every day, this is far too long of a horsey break for me….

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Initial SoCal Barn Search

Initial SoCal Barn Search

The thing I am most proud of last week is that I didn’t cry in a golf cart while being shown a beautiful farm in San Jacinto. I waited until I got into my car, and then had my meltdown on the interstate driving home like a proper adult. I knew finding a farm near me in Southern California would be a challenge. Simon and I are both used to the wide open spaces of Texas. At his current barn,…

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A Life Without Horse Shows

A Life Without Horse Shows

I’ve been competitive my entire life. I’m not sure if the figure skating started it, or if I was drawn to figure skating because of it but I’ve never known a period of time where I didn’t want to be the absolute best at something. First it was double sow-cows and flying camels. Then it was riding horses with 4H shows and much later, IHSA equitation. When I took a break from riding during my time in MA, I turned…

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Talk to Me About Barn Sitting

Talk to Me About Barn Sitting

Today I need to dip into the knowledge pool that are my awesome blog readers, and get y’alls advice on something. Specifically — barn sitting. As I approach my last month in Austin, and subsequent last month of working, I’m starting to think about what I’ll do for side money in California. The first year of my school does not include a TA position. While I’m super fortunate to have a fellowship and parental support, I’ll need to work part…

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What I’ve Tamed

What I’ve Tamed

I’ve written about The Little Prince on this blog before. I wrote about how Tim’s crooked path led me to discover the book (as many other things I’ve discovered), and how it helped grieve the loss of him. The words in that little children’s book gave a different meaning to death, and I needed them at the time. I keep them with me, but that’s not all I took from the book. There’s a passage in The Little Prince with the prince…

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Bridleless Progress

Bridleless Progress

About a year ago, I started riding Simon bridleless. By started, I mean we had gotten far enough in our training that I could canter around the ring without a bridle. I know this isn’t exactly horse voodoo magic, but it’s something I had never accomplished with any other equine partner before. The reason I like riding without a bridle is that it forces me to identify my weaknesses. When I get tired, I like to lean on the reins…

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Austin Hunter Derby

Austin Hunter Derby

The derby is over and Simon is extremely relieved that he doesn’t have to wear braids for probably at least another year. We came, we saw and we huntered. For us, it was a personal best. Since we’re not exactly hunters, my goal for the derby is usually just survival and photographs. Mid-last week I texted my trainer and asked if she would be embarrassed if her fat client with the leadchangeless ottb was the only horse at the horse…

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Shooting into the Sun

Shooting into the Sun

I’ve long considered myself a shamateur photographer. While I can reliably produce shots from horse shows that are marketable (in my opinion), portraits and other types are photography are a whole different ball game. I discovered a long time ago that if I wanted to get good enough to offer services as a serious professional, I needed to invest a ton of money into better equipment and countless hours into practice. When you think about doing that but see teenagers…

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Jumper Derby Horse

Jumper Derby Horse

I have a jumper derby horse. Not like the cool kind of jumper derbies where we fly down banks or do anything remotely outrageous… because we all know by now that I’m a chicken shit and won’t be trying anything crazy. No, Simon is a jumper derby horse because we approach hunter derby courses with the gusto and enthusiasm of a jumper. A jumper without changes. I’ve been on the fence about doing the derby this year, because even though…

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Texas Bluebonnet Horse & Dog Portraits

Texas Bluebonnet Horse & Dog Portraits

Getting bluebonnet pictures were really important to me this year. Even though I’ve admired the amazing wildflowers in Texas for seven years now, I’ve never actually taken any kind of bluebonnet pictures. Maybe that’s because of this hilarious tumblr that makes fun of people squatting in the bluebonnets for pictures, but mostly I’ve just been lazy. Originally, the plan was to meet my roommate at a little patch of bluebonnets by our house and take some photos of the dogs….

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How to Offend a Simon

How to Offend a Simon

My horse is the sterotypical sensitive Thoroughbred. He picks up on your moods, and feels every single muscle in your body when riding. These qualities can make him reactive, but because he’s such a good egg and so amateur friendly it’s rarely a problem. Still, I’ve learned over the years that less is more and if I get a little over zealous with my leg on course that he’s going to shoot out from me like a rocket. I’ve learned…

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