Thursday, April 30, 2009
I vividly remember as a child getting excited to visit my grandma and grandpa in the country. I was amazed at the creature he kept in his tiny barn that grazed in the sun in its little pasture. I wish I could remember his or her name. It was love at first site! I remember watching this beauty through the fence and was mesmerized by those dark eyes that would gaze into mine, the smell of hay and feed, the soothing sounds that this magnificent creature spoke to me. I was told I wasn't allowed in the barn or around the horse, I was too little to be out there alone around such a dangerous animal. Humph. I have always been one to bend the rules, especially when it was something I desired so greatly and even more so when an animal was concerned. I'd sneak out and quietly go to this wonderful horse. Was this horse dangerous? Maybe to a 3 year old...but I never felt scared, or threatened in any way. I was always approached with her own curiosity of this little thing peering through the stall slats or the white fence that enclosed her home. From day one I had a friendship, a bond with this beautiful friend of mine.
I can remember this ride on her back..it was the first time I was ever on a horse, and the last time I was allowed to ride. I was so sad that my mom and grandma who had such a fear of horses wouldn't allow me to feel her greatness under me and that beauty of being upon her back.
I sure was angry every time I asked to ride with my grandpa and they wouldn't allow it- who by the way rode this horse everywhere..to town, to work, to the store. He too had a love for horses, guess that's where I got it from. It is in my blood. Luckily it was the only thing I got from him!
Grandpa eventually sold his horse as he got older, the horse was never a dangerous animal she was actually well broke and ridden constantly. I remember the sadness I felt at my visit when I discovered she was gone! I cried angry, sad tears at my loss. It really felt like a friend was taken from me.
My grandpa and I never had much of a relationship, we only shared those few times with his horse. He wasn't a man of honor, good standing in town, and actually was what some would call a bad man - hard and cold, even dangerous. And in truth he really was. But I can remember the only time I saw his eyes soften and his demeanor change was when he was with his horse. That day that I rode he was as gentle as a new born kitten, and the only time I can recall that he was ever kind to anyone. I guess we shared something in common. And he never was mean to me when I was around..in fact I was the only member of the family that he would talk to.
He has passed away back in 1991. No fan fair. Almost no tears. But as I sat at his funeral the only thing I could really think about the whole time were those few short moments we had shared and this wonderful horse, the very first in my life, and the love of the horse that he taught and passed down to me.
Over the years as a youngster, I rode. But as I grew, other interests took precedence and my father never would let me get a horse and I was discouraged believing I'd never have one any time soon, or at least until I could have a place of my own.
Years went by and I put my dreams of having a horse of my own deep into the back of my mind. But it wasn't gone, just buried.
It wasn't until 5 years ago that I was able to have a horse in my life again. And that passion was just as strong the first time I saw grandpas horse. I saw Mae belle, my first horse as an adult, and saved her from the slaughter at a horse sale. Little did I know that she may have stood well, even let me groom her all I wanted. But to lead her? To ride her? Lets just say she was the boss no matter what we tried. She HATED men, and they could do nothing with her. She did let women ride her, me only, and was pretty much well behaved - well kinda. She really wasn't a beginner horse, she often ran to be in the lead when on trail rides and couldn't be held back at all, and kicked at the other horses when I was on her back. If she didn't know the way already she would try to bolt back to the barn and was hard to handle, I'd say quite spirited. Somewhere over her 15 years she had been abused and I gave up trying to gain her trust. She had an old injury, wasn't quite lame, it had healed..but she like to act like her leg hurt her when she was ridden. I really thought I got duped (which I really did) when I bought her - $100 should have told me something huh? And for awhile I believed her limping when I rode..but that all changed when we went on our first trail ride..heck that mare wasn't lame at all!
I did sell her after a few months for a more safer horse. I was fearful I would eventually get injured by her antics and hang-ups. I knew she wasn't the horse for me and more than I could handle as a novice rider. That's when I met the horse love of my life Babe, that I've told you all about before..the best move of my life as far as horse ownership is concerned!
But I'll always hold the memories of this dapple gray in my heart and credit that beauty for the love and respect I have today for that wonderful creature called the horse.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
We saw some spring wildflowers growing...I forget what Mari said its name wasThis is a great picture Mari got of goofy boy!A good day in the warm sunshine!
Monday, April 27, 2009
All went well...I'm dreading introducing Buck..wondering if I should let he and Bella in together or by them selves and which one first? I'm thinking Buck.
Next post down...garden information.
- green onions
- romaine lettuce
- baby spinich
- prizehead lettuce
- buttercrunch lettuce
- Kandy Korn (sweet corn)
- Peaches and Cream Sweet corn
Sunday, April 26, 2009
So YEA me! Tomorrow sometime between 12 and 5 the dude will be here to get us into the century!
I have to start with Today I reckon. The weather was just perfectly awesome. Sun sun sun and more sun. And to top it off it was perfectly warm! I got all my bird feeders out, I cant wait for the song birds and hummingbirds to begin to visit! I am trying to plot out my flower garden..not much luck with that one. I just cant decide what to do. We have the humongus pile of limbs from the ice storm burned finally so Norm will disk up the ground and till for the garden. We already got our seeds and a few started plants Friday. I'll have to tell ya what I got in a seperate post just about our gardens. I wont bore you with that today.
I sat outside staring at my feeders waiting for song bird...nadda. Hummingbird? Nadda. The neighbors have already had them, the first ones showing up 3 days ago! I cant wait till they find me. Besides, it was so beautiful I just couldnt pull myself away.
Saturday Mari and I took a nice trip to Louisville to meet some others from our Etsy team. had a great time, and I really enjoyed walking down the streets to get there, so much charater! They were running the big marathon before Derby so our road was blocked. So we had to park further away and it was a great little walk. We had a really good time. We went to a fabulous resturant..Lynns Paradise Cafe. Its been written up several times in Southern Living and in all the mags during the KY derby season. Its also been on one of those chef shows..dont ask me which one. Its the one where the guy tries to make a resturants dish better than they do. It was a great day. I was disappointed to see hardly any dogwoods or red buds in bloom along the highway like they always have been without fail, until this year. They are a soft wood and I guess the ice storm of the centry really hurt them alot. What a bummer!
Saturday evening when we were checking calves we found one dead. From what we dont know, she was fine on Friday when they were checked. A disappointment there. And another one sick with scours, skinny and weak. We tubed her with vitamines (one was B12 which will stimulate her to eat) and electrolytes. Mom didnt even come to us she was off in the field. The calf niver even bawled..she was that weak! So we loaded her in the back of the truck I held her while Norm drove and we brought her here to this barn by the house. We also gave her an antibiotic shot. This morning she was somewhat better, and took the bottle from us eagerly. With almost little to no fight. Usually we have to tube them their milk a few times and really work on getting them to take the bottle, espeically if its a calf that is a few months old. But not her, very easy going calf. I was hoping I was gonna be able to keep her she's got the temperment I really want to raise and keep as a pet, and hopefully teach her to nurse orphaned calves. But today we took her back over and put her in a lot with her mother only. Both took up with each other and the calf drank. So as long as she eats good she'll stay with mom, which is the best scenario.
Friday i put Molly in with King and Jack. I had all the horses seperated by a gate so they would get used to each other before I let them in all together. However Buck acted stupid...and the lot is made with guard rail and We didnt want anyone to get hurt. So we just put the other boss horse in...Molly. They were the easiest horses I've ever seen to get introduced to each other. I dont really know which one is the boss of the two yet. Only 1 time did they turn their butts to each other and kick! That was it. I'll do another post tomorrow about that. I am hoping that with the two bosses together they will put Buck in lin when I add him and Bella to the bigger pasture with them.
Spiningyarnsfrom the farm was talking today aout her calf having bloat. Its very unusual! So be careful. calves dont get it because they can get up in any kind of postion so they dont get their backs down hill like a grown cow. Its seen in cows when they over feed in grain or feed. But I guess its possible for a calf to get bloat of he eats too much. I wonder if he is on feed already or still taking a bottle? How many times a day and how much is he drinking/eating? Their are only two ways to correct the problem..one is by insertine a tube down his throat to his belly to release the gas...the other is to aspirate the gas by a needly making a small hole in his side into his gut. Like I said they can bloat and be dead in minutes so its important to call a vet right away if you think thats what's wrong with him. Getting him to burp by patting or squeezing his belly will not release enough gas to correct the problem. I hope this helps!
Tomorrow Mari and I start walking. I'm determined to shed the weight! Wish me luck!
Well I'm heading to bed...long weekend and I'm tired.
Catch up tomorrow with everyone!
Monday, April 20, 2009
We put Carrot out into the sunshine. That little bunny was so happy! I swear I saw her smile and mouth the words "thank you" to me!
This momma was calling for her baby - quite loudly.