Some of the outdoor faucets have thawed and are flowing again. The floating blue ball atop the automatic waterer is free of the ice that locked it tight in the single-digit cold snap that greeted us with the New Year. It looks as if we’ll have to find more hay, or we’ll run out before the grass has begun to grow again.Read More
It’s been a particularly lovely fall here in central Virginia. The hardwood leaves are more colorful than in recent years, and October rains slaked the late summer drought. Our vegetable garden bounced back, with snow peas, kale, and collards, and carrots straightening their stems and sending up a second harvest.Read More
What happened had never happened before. And if I didn’t know better, I’d say the horses had planned the entire affair. Here’s a bit of background to set the scene...Read More
When she and I first met, the mare Raven said to me, “I am the horse you’ve been waiting for. Take me home with you and I will help you to deepen your work.” I’d thought that she was offering to help me with my “Equine Empath” work...Read More
On a visit to the Virginia Equine Welfare Society (VEWS), a horse rescue facility in Ashland, Virginia, I used my Equine Empath abilities to help a traumatized horse. While in dialogue with another resident horse, I felt a mare named Raven come up right behind me, her head at my shoulder and the side of her body against my back...