Kids Can Be Crazy The summer of horses is one, I’ll never forget. There was of course, Dinah the big buckskin mare I so loved. There were the palomino siblings, Marigold and Nugget as well as mothe ...

The Logic of a Child Anyone who reads the tales I tell, knows I wasn’t born into a horse family. My parents didn’t understand my fascination, but they didn’t try to curb it either. Get what I did t ...

X Marks the Spot Part of growing up in the country, and being the child of parents who survived several years of war, was having a huge garden. Not only did we have a huge garden, we also had two h ...

  Trouble Times Three It seems trouble, often comes in threes. I don’t know why, but more often than not, this is what happens. I break my hand, saving a gelding from Mordecai’s decision to ...

  Mordecai Spells Mayhem Waiting to geld Mordecai, shouldn’t have been a big deal. He wasn’t dangerous in his pen, all by his lonesome, and that pen was substantial. He would strut his stuf ...