Snowbound The first winter that I owned my first Morgan, the young stallion, Paprika was also a winter of huge snow. The roads were often impassable. Our yard had huge drifts that we blew paths that looked more like tunnels through, and corral fences disappeared. We were
Read more →It never really felt like spring, until the foals began to arrive. There’s little that can create a smile like a foal skipping and gamboling about. Multiply that, and you’re guaranteed more smiles, and a good many chuckles as well. Sadly, things don’t always work to plan.
Read more →Here’s my amusing story for today. When my daughter and I travel to research for my novels, we try to do as the main character does. We buy plane tickets at the last minute, on sale, and make no reservations. We really do fly by the seats
Read more →When in Ireland, we had to go to Kildare and the Irish stud. The area is featured in my novels, so I absolutely had to see it with my own eyes. We asked the ladies running our B and B if it was far. We were assured
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After coming to the sad conclusion that Storm had to be returned to the home he'd been foaled at, and needed to be, we negotiated a deal to trade him for one of his sons. A big yearling, palomino colt I was able to partially name. IRead more →
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