I look at this photo of Tim handing over the keys to Logan and I think, first of all, man, they are Good Looking. And then I think, parents are the most amazing creatures. Here is Tim handing over the keys, literally giving Logan his wings to fly away from us, when what we really want to do is keep him in our pocket where we know he'll always be safe.
How do you teach them to live really big lives when all your instincts scream, keep them close, keep them safe?
Stay safe, bright-eyed Snog. Live big.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
My fambly
Friday, July 24, 2009
The Darby Diaries - The beginning
Here are photos of my future Olympic mount, Don Verde, whose barn name is Darby. He is a yearling Oldenburg colt, the first Premium colt out of the young stallion Don Principe.
Darby grazing behind our house.
Darby's lovely head.
Just off the trailer, still wearing his shipping boots. (I was playing Monday night volleyball when he arrived.)
Darby's first run in the pasture.
Speckles was turned out with Darby because he was being quite nice. (Buckles, not so much.)
Speckles kicking up his heels.
So much to tell. Speckles was good to Darby from the start but two days after Darby arrived, Speckles left to go back into reining training. As soon as Speck was gone, Buckles straightened up and decided a bratty yearling colt was a better friend than no friend at all. So things are calm again.
I've started working on basic ground stuff with Darby; he already leads well so we are adding stopping and backing. He has personal space issues that we are working on (not his personal space, mine.) Also, he does not want me to comb his forelock (bangs, according to my neighbor) so we are working on that. He would like to whack me with his big club head.
Overall, my impression after five days is that he is beautiful, smart, ornery, and more good-hearted than not (he has raised a hind leg at me as I tidied his stall while he was eating but he did not kick). I am pleased with my new boy and very excited about everything going on with the horses.
Speckles went to a new trainer who thinks he is the bomb; I think we'll be showing him in reining classes very soon. Plus, he was amazing with Darby. He's just a very, very, good boy.
Oh, the possibilities. I am so excited.
Darby grazing behind our house.
Darby's lovely head.
Just off the trailer, still wearing his shipping boots. (I was playing Monday night volleyball when he arrived.)
Darby's first run in the pasture.
Speckles was turned out with Darby because he was being quite nice. (Buckles, not so much.)
Speckles kicking up his heels.
So much to tell. Speckles was good to Darby from the start but two days after Darby arrived, Speckles left to go back into reining training. As soon as Speck was gone, Buckles straightened up and decided a bratty yearling colt was a better friend than no friend at all. So things are calm again.
I've started working on basic ground stuff with Darby; he already leads well so we are adding stopping and backing. He has personal space issues that we are working on (not his personal space, mine.) Also, he does not want me to comb his forelock (bangs, according to my neighbor) so we are working on that. He would like to whack me with his big club head.
Overall, my impression after five days is that he is beautiful, smart, ornery, and more good-hearted than not (he has raised a hind leg at me as I tidied his stall while he was eating but he did not kick). I am pleased with my new boy and very excited about everything going on with the horses.
Speckles went to a new trainer who thinks he is the bomb; I think we'll be showing him in reining classes very soon. Plus, he was amazing with Darby. He's just a very, very, good boy.
Oh, the possibilities. I am so excited.
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