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Sunday, February 17, 2008

Gardening

Many of you know I like to grow things, and I think this comes from my father. I had saved a flyer for the Earthbox http://www.earthbox.com/ to send to my father as a gift. Then I got to this site http://www.josho.com/gardening.htm and thought he might like to make one or two of his own. This site is offering the plans for a "self contained gardening system". The photo here is actually of the green house I got for Christmas from My brother.

A very cool gift that I am enjoying very much.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Mule in the flowers

I was headed over to Blackwater yesterday and had to get some photos of this. Doesn't she look like she is having fun?

Sunday, February 03, 2008

Taffy goes on a trail ride

I doubt I will get too many photos of both Taffy and Hag at the same time. I am actually the one taking the photos.

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

My Haggatha on a day off...

Isn't she lovely? This photo was taken at Blackwater Farms just this week. In the background are the horses in their pen, Zane just behind her, Taffy hanging her head over the fence wanting out too and Prince on the far right looking at me taking the photo.

Friday, January 25, 2008

Blackwater Farm

Here are the horses enjoying a bit of time at the new barn.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Here is what a day of dog training looks like

Ron shooting with Miss Barbara handling Cowboy and Fred on a back with Trapper.

This is of course Hag and I. She looks kinda poor from feeding the colt but now that he is weaned she is starting to look good again. She is so nice to ride (for me anyway)

This is Fred on his plantation horse Sage. Sage is like 6 years old and way inmature for his age but getting better. The spotted horse is Ranger and he has been in the program for many many years, he is like 30 years old, and still going!

Friday, January 04, 2008

Pupper

Yes I know a silly name...but it just stuck. Pupper is now one year old! Isn't she adorable? She is very smart too. Beauty and brains, who could ask for more?

Sunday, December 30, 2007

Thank you KIM!!!

This is Mocha, my new saddle mule. She is only six months old so it will be a while till she fulfills her destiny. Her momma is a nice racking mare and her daddy is a donkey. Thanks again Kim!!

Here are my 2007 babies...

Do you notice anything? The one on the right is a mule. They are hiding behind the chickens, can you see them?

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

good morning

This is of course Buttercup greeting the new day in her own special way.

I have been a hippophiliac {lover of horses} all my life. I was born in Garden Grove CA where we could not have horses. After wanting one for so long and saving LOTS of dimes and pennies, in the summer of 73 we moved to Norco CA. I finally got my first horse at age 7. She was a hateful Appaloosa mare in foal. Boy did those first horses teach me some things. By the time I was 10 I no longer had my own horse and had to ride the horses no one else wanted to, if I wanted to ride. I could ride horses my friends and family could not. I got the chance to work with show horses of several breeds and disciplines growing up. I lived within riding distance of Ingall’s Park so saw lots and lots of shows. My brother’s girlfriend (now his wife) showed Morgan horses and later their trainer bought the place across the road from my parents. Quite by accident I got into training horses. I mean that was all I wanted to do anyway, but to make money at it? COOL! I was 13. I started with rehabbing outlaw horses (a very learning experience for me) and went on to starting young Arabian horses then Morgans. In the early 90’s I moved to the Missouri Ozarks, near Ava. There I opened my own training barn open to the public. I trained horses for a living there for over 10 years before a bad marriage and an injury put an end to that. After the divorce and loss of my farm I traveled around quite a bit. I learned a lot and had good and bad times. I am now back home in the Ozarks with a brand new plan. I plan to build the ultimate trail horse. What that means to me is, big, bold, and beautiful. I want a horse pretty enough to show on the weekends, athletic enough to ride all day over rough terrain… day after day, and smart enough to save my life if need be, with a walk to bring tears to your eyes!!! I plan to start with the best blooded brood stock, with outstanding conformation, large hearts, big motors, and beautiful color...that can walk the walk, in the building of my ideal trail horse.