We ended the lesson with some 20m circles, just as he was tensing up and thinking of making an unplanned exit from the arena. I was happy with our good note, and was able to ride him out of the arenas and all the way across the cross country course without any episodes. And I ...
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Piper was fussing back in the paddock, making all sorts of noise as he did THIS to the grooming bag and the muck boots that I accidentally left within his reach: To add to the chaos, Asa the barn cat felt especially frisky. He ran in and out of the bushes next to the round pen....
After dicsussing Mike Fisher's current status as living in the Isle of Wight, Del conisdered one day hopping on a ferry and paying him a visit so they could exchange notes and talk about narrative arcs. The transition to retired life wasn't easy for Del, he tried out amatuer ...
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–but today I sing in praise of faucets. I am living on the East Canada Creek this summer, endless water flowing by, white noise over rocks. I dip my plastic bucket in for water to wash the dishes, water the herb garden, flush the composting toilet, ...
I would sing this song and when I got to the end, he would stop and walk again. I don’t know if he walked because the song was over, or if it was because I was about to fall off! Trot, Trot to Boston Town to get a loaf of bread. ...
Marsh, Company B, Seventh Cavalry; also the Chaplain, who is always kind and pleasant to me, because I kicked the lungs out of a trader once. It was Tommy Drake and Fanny Marsh that furnished the sugar—nice children, the nicest at the post, I think. That poor orphan child is on ...
“They want me to sing about guacamole!” I whined to Jonny. Jonny sat up at his desk and turned his swiveling chair to face me. He looked incredulous. “What?!” He asked. Jonny was a senior and my direct superior in the American Academy of Dramatic Arts’ work study program. “Ye...