Fragrance

There is no denying the effect that the fragrance of horses has on people…

You either love it, or hate it.
We, ’round here, are quite firmly in the “Love It” camp.
πŸ˜‰

Make no mistake, there are days when I say to the Girls “Could ya stop lying on, and rolling in, the manure pile? Damn, you stink!!”
For the most part though, the Eau De Equine soothes the Spirit, eases the aches and pains of the daily grind, heals the open wounds in our souls.

I say it a lot…only the horses are allowed to eat money around here.
It’s true, horses are a money pit.
So, why do we keep them?

“oh, hi Mama…you got treats for me?”
~ Ruby

“The Hell, Mama!!
Stop calling me, I ain’t dead! I *was* having a great nap though!”
~ Astrid

LOL!! We had another passerby stop in to tell me about the “dead horse” in the pasture. Astrid was not impressed. πŸ˜‰

“I hear your beepy thing…I know you’re there…I’m too sleepy…”
~ Cookie

“I be rollin’
My back is itchy…oooooh, feels soooo good!!”
~ Sable

We keep them because horses change lives.
Our lives are so much richer in ways other than money.
Yeah, they eat money, but what they give back to us is worth so much more.
Those days I have to leave the Farm, I’m always thinking about coming home. About standing in the midst of my little herd, breathing their unique scents, feeling their breath, touching coats, leaning on bodies that love to support us…

Many times I’ve been told that they’re lucky to be with us.
And while I sorta agree, because of what could have been when they were in the auction ring, I tend to lean farther towards I’m lucky to have them. We’ve given them a soft place to land, a Home ’til the end of their days, with good food, health care, and a whole lotta love.

❀

What they’ve given me, all of us here at the Farm, is so much more.

Friday’s Hunt x2

I figure after making all the way through the alphabet last round, I should make just as much of an effort to do the same this round.
I make it sound like it’s hard work, but it’s not, and this really is one of my favorite link ups to join in on.
Life just gets busy at times, so some weeks will be double prompt weeks…like this week is. πŸ˜‰

We’ll start with last week’s prompts:
Starts with B, Unbalanced and Door

Starts with B

I don’t have a horse whose name starts with b, however, we did go to a rodeo last weekend, so I have a photo of a bucking bull for this one.

The air this bull got was amazing.

I am in absolute awe of the athleticism of these bulls.
For the past few years, we’ve seen the same bulls over and over again, and it’s obvious these guys know their job is to buck, and they enjoy it.

Unbalanced

No matter how many times I watch a horse get up, I hold my breath just a little bit. They look so unbalanced, and legs can be so fragile.

Lookin’ a little drunk there, Astrid. πŸ˜‰

And then they’re up, and we’re all fine. πŸ˜‰

Door

Heh, when it doubt for a prompt like this, I go back to images from the Stable…there’s always something I can use!
Like this:

This young lady and her trusty steed silhouetted by the light from the big door.
They stood like this for a few moments after their ride, just enjoying the view and each other.
❀

This week’s prompts:
Starts with C, Building and Something I Wear

Starts with C

Are you expecting a Cookie picture?
Ha!
This time, it’s a cat…my GhostCat.

Being adorable…

He had found a length of rope in the grass and was playing with it. Rolling and singing, tossing it in the air and pouncing.
Happy, normal cat things.
Wonderful things to see from my former feral tomcat.
Guy gets neutered and remembers how to play.
πŸ™‚

Building

We finally gotten all of the winter straw bales moved to around the pig yard. The last two were the one’s on the north side of the garage, which made for a small cubby beside the building where the horses could hide from southern winds. Rare around here in winter, but still happened enough to place a couple of bales as windbreaks.
Ruby figured this was a great place to sleep in the sunshine:

All that’s missing here is her horn.

Something I Wear

It’s that time of year…
Outside a lot, sun shining, cutting hay and weeds and working with animals.
A hat is a must…but hats get sweaty, so they need to hang to dry.

You can tell which one is mine, by the hook it’s on. πŸ˜‰

Sharing with Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills.

Where There’s Smoke…

There’s Ruby, in there like a dirty shirt. πŸ˜‰

Last night, close to sunset, the bugs were bad…like carry you away, drain your blood, drop your carcass for the horse flies to finish off, bad…B.A.D.

So, we lit a smudge for the horses.

As close as she can get…

I learned fast with Ruby, we cannot have a smudge fire with out it being inside the corral panels. The very first time I lit a smudge, I did it on the concrete pad behind the garage…figured it was perfect, because that’s where I had piled manure all winter. Manure smolders and smokes beautifully for bug control.
Well, Ruby decided to stand in the smudge, and then roll in it.
Now we make sure she can’t hurt herself, but still gets the benefit of the smoke.

So nice with out the bugs buggin’…

Even Astrid was enjoying the time without bugs all over her.

Oh, but the best was Ruby making faces…

Licking the smoke out of the air…

Absolute bliss…

Strikin’ a pose…

She stayed in the smoke for a good 45 minutes, and then wandered off to eat. Over the evening and well into the small hours of the morning, everyone took turns standing around in the smoke.
Doesn’t take them long to figure out that the scent of smoke on them keeps the bugs off even after they move away from the smudge.

Sharing with Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills.
The new round has begun, and all the prompts are highlighted in my post. πŸ™‚

Skill + Vision + A Whole Lotta Luck

I am often asked how I capture the images that I do with the horses.
It is, in my mind:

1 part skill,
2 parts luck,
1 part artistic vision.

I know, as a fairly serious lover of photography, I should be aiming for 3 parts skill and the other part a mix of luck and vision, but y’know…
1200lb toddlers with a mind of their own.
Many days, I have an idea in mind of what I want to see in the final image, and yet, nothing goes to plan to achieve that vision…adapting on the fly, shooting even when it seems it’s not working and accepting that things may not be exactly as I wanted…that’s how I capture the images I do.

Kinda like this next image…

I caught this during my Canada Day shoot with the Girls.
The plan was the flag on her halter, the flowers and her eye…well, she wasn’t chuffed about the flowers in the first place and kept tossing her head to get rid of them. So, adding the flag pin wasn’t a possibility.
Instead, I stood in front of her, talked softly and when she pricked her ears towards my voice, I shot, capturing this.
Not what I was going for, and yet, a beautiful image. ❀

I am not afraid of storms,
for I am learning how to sail my ship.
~ Louisa May Alcott

Friday’s Hunt July 2nd

I made it.
Wheeee!!
I absolutely freaking made it…
Okay, I may have had to do a double post or two, but I did all the letters of the alphabet this round of Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills.
There’s a prize for that, right?
No?
Okay, I’ll be happy with bragging about it. πŸ˜‰

This week’s prompts are Starts with Z, Week’s Favorite and Dessert.
I’m also going to sneak in an image for The Daily Post’s prompt of passenger. πŸ™‚

Starts with Z

Astrid ❀

Doesn’t she look completely adorable catching some zzzz’s?
Some day, I’m going to catch a video of her snoring. πŸ™‚

Week’s Favorite

2 of them…
My 2 images for Canada Day.
Which was yesterday, and yes, I’m late posting them due to computer issues, including the need for an entire new tower. Now we’re fixed, and back to work.

Ruby

Cookie

Happy 150th to our wonderful country! ❀

Dessert

A little while back, we were given a watermelon to share with the animals. Piggies? Not impressed. But they were younger and unsure of this new food we were offering them.

Hennys was a much different story…

Can you see the watermelon in the fray?

Less than 3 minutes and the hennys polished off their watermelon dessert.

Oh, and yesterday, Astrid had a passenger:

Hubby and Little Red

While I was introducing The Cookie to my brother (she’s really not a people horse πŸ˜‰ ), Hubby decided to hop up on Little Red and go for a walk.

Catching up on the Friday’s Hunt

All right, so I missed last week.
It’s been gray and gloomy and rainy here.
Not much for pictures, and even less energy…but this week, I’m catching up with prompts from last week as well.

First set of images are for the prompts Starts with X, Week’s Favorite and Insect.

Starts with X

When you have no idea how to approach a prompt, you hit the google and type in “words that start with x” and read the Scrabble websites for ideas.
That’s how I hit upon “xenobiotics”…though, now that I think of it, I coulda just used Xena, my warrior princess barn cat. LOL! Mighta been too easy…

Anyways…xenobioticsΒ are something we use on the Girls. In fact, we spend quite a bit of money on them and a ton of time trying to apply them…a xenobiotic is a “chemical foreign to or not produced by an organism” such as a pesticide…’round here we call it “bug juice” and we slather it on the horses as much as possible.

After a healthy (or maybe not so healthy) application bug juice, we see this sight a lot!

Bug juice makes for happy horses, because sleeping is so much easier. ❀

Week’s Favorite

Ruby ❀

Do I really need to explain why this is a favorite? I’m sure I don’t. πŸ™‚

Insect

With the rains, come the mosquitoes…and that’s our insects. Many, many, many insects.
Which is why we spend so much money on xenobiotics (I’m loving using that! lol!) so that instead of running and stomping, we see this:

Nice face, Roo πŸ˜‰

Much better than dropping weight running from bugs, or messing up hooves and legs from stomping. I’ll give ’em toxic skin coatings to save the other parts of them. πŸ˜‰

Now, for this week’s prompts. They are Starts with Y, Week’s Favorite and Splash.

Starts with Y

Ruby does some morning yoga stretches, while eyeing me. Just in case there’s some sort of horse treat coming to the fence…

(there were no treats to be had this day…because Round Ruby does not need treats. πŸ˜‰ )

Week’s Favorite

This:

The Cookie having fun.

After her bout of achy, painful joints keeping her down, this was wonderful to see. Her playing, leaping, bucking, kicking and cantering.
Does this woman’s ❀ good to see.
The near daily application of the ointment is helping her.
I’m loving that.

Splash

Splashing and playing in the rains…

Oy! Dirty girl!

Taken out the livingroom window while the rains were coming down…they were just having a grand time running and playing.

Sharing for Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills.

Friday’s Hunt June 4th

So, we’re well on our way to having the garden in…
Yesterday, The Kid and I got our last few small beds planted. She put in 300 kidney beans. Sounds like a lot, but you pretty much plant them, and then ignore them until the pods are finished and dried. The joy of a dry bean. However, that also means they don’t produce continuously, like most other beans. Bush bean, pole beans, they’ll produce more flowers and pods the more you pick them. Which is why we’ll also plant 2 types of pole beans, and a purple bush bean…for fresh eating and putting up for the winter.

Today, the plan is to work on the main garden bed…I did say, I will have a garden this year. It’s just going to take a whole lotta heavy lifting. πŸ˜‰
Good thing we’re not afraid to get out hands dirty.

This week’s prompts for Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills are Starts with V, Week’s Favorite and Inch.

Starts with V

Now that we’re in June, summer vacation is coming up for The Kid. Already. The school year has flown past, I tell ya…
We won’t however, be taking any sort of family vacation. That’s just not something we can do…not with these guys:

My toddlers.

Truth be told, I’m not much of a vacation person anyways…I like to stay close to home, and I do love my Farm. πŸ™‚
(And yes, Sable is doing exactly what you think she is…)

Week’s Favorite

3 horse down…flat babies in the sunshine.

Life rarely presents fully finished photographs.
An image evolves, often from a single strand of visual interest – a distant horizon, a moment of light, a held expression.

~ Sam Abell

Inch

My helper cat, Sir Maximillion…helping me do what I do best…take pictures of the horses at sunrise:

Thankfully, he helped without his usual stance of having his butt an inch from my face. It’s really hard to take pictures like that.
LOL!