More looking back

Still no help with my picture issue so back to some old ones.

This is one of my favorite pictures at the corrals in Burns. It was several years ago but still love it.
My sister and I a few years ago in her front yard. It was a chilly and windy day.

Sharon and I on her front porch.

These are Wynona Judd's horses at the back of her property. There were more in another pasture too. I wonder what she does with the draft horses?

Sharon last summer when they were here.

I worked with Sage today. Could rub down her legs to her feet. She had not forgotten that. I worked with the plastic bag too. I just held it out to her at ground level and when she looked at it and lowered her head I took it away and then put it back. By the time I quit I was swishing it back and forth from behind me to her nose. She is taking treats from my hand. I know that's not a big thing to brag about but she would have nothing to do with them before. I was so proud of her.

Bob almost has another stall done in the barn. That will give us 4 12 x 12 stalls. We have 3 now. And then have one more to build. I am so happy they are getting done.

I don't know whether to put my sleigh away or not. I was having so much fun with it and then the rains came down. Now the snow is pretty much gone and the ice is too. Can work with Sage in the mud. Not on the ice so its a this or that kind of thing.

Bob and I are off to an Back Country Horsemen meeting tonight. Have a wonderful Sunday (go Seahawks)

Blessings.

Looking back

Because my computer is still winning the picture battle, I am looking back over horses we have had and some we still have.

This picture is Ditto's 3rd. foal with the barn name of Tango. It is one of my favorite horse pictures. We had him until he was 2 and we sold him and then he has been sold again so I don't know where he is.

Stormy at a month old. His mama is Rosie. He was a wonderful little guy. He was broken to ride at about two and a half and sold to our friends down the rode for their grandkids. The grandkids were not interested so they sold him to a little girl in Western Washington and she is 3 day evening him. He is about 8 now and she is about 11. What a pair and what a perfect home.

Stormy the day after he was born. It was so cold and nasty and he was cold. I did not have a foal blank and he was a pony so anything would have been too large. So he got my sweatshirt.

Stormy again running away from his mother. She was getting really frustrated with him. It was the first day we turned them out.

May is a wonderful horse. She must be 30 now. We gave her to some folks over in Idaho. The last we heard from them was she had a heated stall and grain. She is quite a horse. She could keep up with Tennessee Walkers and trot like the wind.

Marissa was a girl I gave lessons to on Sequoia. She loved him so much. Sequoia was her pony but he lived here. When she outgrew him we bought him and now he belongs to a little girl over in Idaho. She was sound asleep when I went to tell her it was time to start getting ready for her classes that afternoon. He just stood there not moving a muscle.

One of the horses I have had. Dun In Glory. She was a paint - her spot was on the other side on her hip. I did OK on her but we did not have the bond I had hoped. I sold her to a little girl down in Hood River, Oregon.

Rosie and I. She loves to do that even yet. That is why she did so well pulling the sleigh.

My Ditto who is 30 this year on the far right. She had 3 foals and those are her boys. Tango Sam and K.C. Like I said, I don't know where Tango is but the other two are up in Eureka, MT on the same farm riding the mountain trails.

Bob as a teenager riding his black and white paint horse - Cloudy. She was a really, really awesome horse.

Oops, I forgot to turn this. It is Bob on Wrangler in the Bob Marshall Wilderness a few years ago.

My beloved horse Star. She babysat me all over the mountains. One day she started acting lame when we were on a mountain trail. I walked her back, she stood in the cold creek for a while and that is the last time I rode her. When we took her to the vet the next week her front legs were like Swiss cheese. Basically gone. We had to have her put down. She was a mustang from the Pokegama Herd Management Area in SW Oregon. She is buried on our place and there is a Star Bob made me hanging on the post. She isn't forgotten.

We have had lots of rain. Most of the snow is gone but some ice hanging around. Hope it is gone by tomorrow. I would like to work with Sage.

Blessings

No pictures

I just can not make the printer work or maybe it is me, I don't know but I can't get the picture thingy to work tonight. I think I am doing it like Katie showed me but not luck. Makes me really ticked at myself.


Lots of rain on top of the snow and ice. We have a pond outside. Kind of like the house is sitting up on an island. Still ice under it though which makes it very difficult to navigate.


Bob is at a Search and Rescue meeting over at Busy Bee this evening and I walked my half an hour. Around and around and around - living room to hall to kitchen to dining room to living room, sometimes into the bed room and sometimes in place if I wanted to see what was going on with the Gonzaga basketball game. Have been sucking down the water since. The dogs think I am totally off my rocker.

Maybe Katie will come help me figure this out again. Blessings

What a day

Not a good day with the weather that is for sure. We only got about half the snow they predicted and a freezing rainy mist on top of it. Made it very difficult to walk. We did not put the horses out today it was so treacherous walking.

I only went out to go to the grocery store and to pick up some prescriptions. Bob drove me in his 4 x 4 SUV and we slid around. I wanted snow but I did not want rain on top of it. I wanted to be able to hitch my sleigh up behind Rosie and go flying along.

I just listened to our president speak at the Memorial Service in Tucson. I am not a democrat but I did think his speech was outstanding. Leave the rhetoric and finger pointing alone and let people heal. Crazy people do unspeakable things. (mho)

I am cleaning out drawers and closets and finding all sorts of things. Not including the dust and dirt. I found the tags off of some trophies I won many years ago and donated to someone. I took the plates off and tossed them in the drawer. Now they are taped in my journal. I found pictures, old postcards that we were going to sell, some stuff that will go in the Goodwill bag. I found a little wooden box with our youngest daughters pony tail the first time she cut her hair. It is long. I found a cribbage board and we haven't played cribbage for years and years.. In the closet in the hall I found that Bob has 4 sets of worn out coveralls, a pair of boots with a big hole in the side and enough vests to supply an army. And I am not to the bottom yet. I think perhaps I should not have postponed getting into that closet so long. Who knows what I might yet find.

I sliced the end of my thumb opening a can of refried beans when I was getting supper. I finally got it to stop bleeding. We had tacos. Bob had to help me because he did not want thumb blood in everything. That is gross. Maybe he would have helped me anyway.

Blessings,

I HATE ICE

Oh no - she is butt high again. I will need a step ladder, not just a stool. I had to take the picture quick because she wanted to come see what I was doing. I do the chores this evening and the ice is awful. She just walked along slowly beside me and let me hold on to her mane when it got dicey. I am just so proud of her. I want to be on her back but just can't do anything with this kind of footing. Walking back and forth getting out and then in is the extent of it.
Amelia wondering why I am taking pictures instead of getting her to go in. She does not have as good manners as Sage does. She pulled away from me and it was either let her go or fall and I let go. By the time I got around the end of the barn she was in her stall munching on her grain.

Pepper, Abby and Raven watching me. You can still see the place on his neck where he had the IV. They are not thin in the least.

Wrangler wishing I would hurry up with their supper.

Rosie and Ditto watching me feed the others and patiently waiting for me to get to them. Bob and I are having a discussion on Rosie's age. I will have to go look it up in the file.


Bob is at a Back Country meeting this evening hence I did the chores. Don't mind as long as he has fed the cows. I hope the snow waits until he gets home.

I am thinking about what I want to do this spring and summer. For one I want to go to Montana to Clearwater Crossing for a weekend or more. Its not all that far and my favorite place to go ride. I also want to go down to Escure Ranch as soon as the snow is gone. Its a great place to ride. Not in the summer though - an abundance of rattle snakes. I think Bob and I are going over to the Ft. Wordon - not to ride but to take our camp trailer and just play on the beach

along the straights. We will be going to camp and ride with some friends of ours in Oregon in the Steens Mts. There is a wonderful campground with horse facilities not far from French Glen which is about 65 miles south of Burns. We will have to see how our finances hold up. With Bob not working, SS does not go too far. Someplace in there we will be going to Ellensburg to an adoption. I hope we can go to Lewiston too but don't know if they will want us to help. The last time I went to an Idaho adoption they did not do things like I was used to.

I am thinking about the Mustang Club meeting which will b the 27th. same place - Perkins on Argonne and Mission 6:00 PM. I will be sending out an e mail notice when it gets closer. Hope to have a good turnout. In October it was ONLY Bob and I.

Hope tomorrow is wonderful for you: Blessings

Guest Post-Bob

A few days I was on a rant about a letting in the Spokesman Review that offended me. Ultimately i did write a response and it was pulished. Bob wrote one also in case mine was not published and I would like to print it here.

L Moffats leter concerning the wild horses is a heart felt concern. The problem is, it is heart felt. Unfortantely it is a lot more comlicated that that. The wild horse is a ferral animal, not a natie species.

The horse will eat grass as close to the ground as a sheep where they are limited by the area let to them by private land, population ect. They have to be limited in number to remain as healthy as she saw them.

Where cows are allowed on grazing leases they are monitored and removed before they Can over graze an area. Before the late l970's the feral horses were considered a nuisance and were shot, captured for dog food or rounded up, herded into a pit and shot and buried.

BLM's mandate to regulate this is not perfect for every horse or for us the tax payer who support it. But it sure beats their fate in the past.

Please let people use common sense and science instead of just the heart. I am 72 years sol and feed 10 mustangs every night and morning. How many will L. Moffat like a her home.

I figured it out

Yesterdays post was pretty pathetic huh? Sorry, can't be brilliant all the time. LOL Brilliant, well maybe just a little once in a while.

Sage being led to the round pen. She was mincing along on ice.

Amelia too walking very carefully.

Sunset last night. That is pretty accurate colors. I am so blessed by them. They always make the evening calmer.

I don't know what the plant/flower is but its beautiful. Laura and Alexa brought it to me yesterday. Love it. It matches the sunset.

A really unexciting (is that a word?) day. We went to church, had our maple bar on the way home and just layed around all day. I took a nap and that's about it. I must get to some things tomorrow. Its really cold out. It is supposed to be about 10 tonight. I don't mind if I don't have to be outside in it.

Blessings on this Sunday evening -