It’s Finally Here!

Happy first day of Spring!

Finally.
Yesterday, we even had some rather Spring like weather.
It was wonderful to go out and take pictures of the Girls, and *not* have to shove the camera back into its bag just to come it the house..combining that with the ensuing panic because I forgot to pull the memory card and I want to see the pictures…NOW!
Ima like an overgrown child that way. lol

I had a plan for Spring photos…
We’ll start with the 2 who gave me the best silly shots:

***Sigh***
“Seriously?!? Why do you keep doing this to me?”
~Astrid

Not impressed, as you can see.

“If I have to wear this, I want treats.”
~Sable

It was the only way to get Sable focused yesterday.

And then, the shocker of the day, The Painted Ladies…

“Not wearing it on my head, but you wanna put it on my bum?
Fine by me.”
~Ruby

Love this shot so much…our Ruby was not going to go for it on her head, no way, no how. But this turned out wonderful. 🙂

And finally:

“Oh! Hey Mama…whatcha doin'”
~Cookie

Cookie was the only one who wore the crown over both ears…oh, but she wasn’t happy about it. Not a single ears forward shot out of nearly 100. But this…I put it on her bum, stepped back and called her…Hubby shook a tin of mints, too, but when I said her name she just gave me this look…
***melts***
Yup, that’s my Girl. ❤

Happy Spring y’all!!
May your growing season be long, balanced, and prosperous.

Friday’s Hunt Feb. 26

This week’s Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills had a prompt that had me stumped. I had never heard of “Chiaroscuro” before.
Ever the curious human, and always looking for a photography challenge, I googled the term.

“Chiaroscuro” is an oil painting technique that uses strong tonal contrasts between light and dark, to create a dramatic effect.

Ahhh!! Yes, I can do this…and it was the perfect prompt for something I had been wanting to try with the Girls.
And so, here’s my offerings for this week’s Friday’s Hunt…

Starts with H

Heh. Horses. What else?

It's my Peanut Gallery!

It’s my Peanut Gallery!

Hubby was working on trying to convince Ruby that walking into the shelter on the lead rope was an easy thing for her to do. These 2 were watching (and probably laughing at) Ruby acting like she was going to die if she went into the scary black place. LOL!

Week’s Favorite

Two words for this horse when she poses…

<3

Rock.
Star.

She is absolutely perfect.

Chiaroscuro

This…

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No words…just is.
Perfection.

Embrace the Chaos!

I’ve come to the conclusion that will be my theme for all 2017 photo shoots.

Embrace the Chaos

My attempts at calm, serene, ethereal images (much like other equine photographers capture) have gone far awry.
Y’know, for a while I was frustrated with it…but then, I thought, that’s life here. We’re not calm, serene, ethereal people, nor are our animals.
So, when I went out today to attempt some sort of heart themed photo shoot (because V-Day is coming and even though we don’t acknowledge it, I do like a themed photo shoot) and it didn’t work out like I had hoped (a horse with a thick winter coat won’t show a trimmed pattern unless you shave it into their coat. Trust me, shaving Cookie in any way ain’t gonna happen!!) I fell back on Embrace the Chaos and just took pictures…and then gave the camera to my Kid, who took 2 of today’s images.

Here we are, my offerings for Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills

Starts with F

Today was a day of feet!
It was Sable’s turn to get a trim, and she was making sure Hubby did it right:

"Make sure it looks good too, Dad!" ~Sable

“Make sure it looks good too, Dad!”
~Sable

She has a thing for watching her feet being done.
She does it with Hubby.
She does it with Michele.
It’s a Bella thing. 😉

Week’s Favorite

This… ❤

<3

My Kid captured my Girl and I in a moment.

Heart

So, I wanted to cut out a heart pattern on her rump, like a My Little Pony cutie mark…didn’t work. At. All.
Lipstick on her forehead last year was much better.
Maybe I’ll do that again tomorrow…we’ll see.
Instead my Kid captured this:

Me and my SweetHeart

Me and my SweetHeart

That’ll do for heart, I believe. 🙂

How You Doin’?

Hey, how was your week?

Ours was…ah, it was a week.
Last Friday, Ms Cookie went off her feed.
Oh, she was still eating hay and drinking just fine, but she refused her beet pulp. That is so out of character for her.
There was no cinnamon, no bananas, no bread (these are all things she’s convinced will poison her) in her bucket. Just her normal soaked beet pulp and ground flax. Same thing she’s been eating for the past 2 1/2 years. Same thing she comes galloping in for…
Friday though, she refused it.
I wasn’t overly worried, because I had put a slice of banana in earlier in the week, and didn’t scrub her bucket afterwards…have I mentioned she likes her bucket spotless? Yeah, gotta scrub her bucket once a week, minimum.

Saturday though…

Came home from the stable to find her napping in the sunset.

<3

So, I went and snapped a few pictures. Then I rubbed her back and rump. She likes that. 😉
Meanwhile, The Kid had gotten the beet pulp ready and taken it out to hang up for them.
Cookie didn’t even bother getting up.

Okay, now I was beginning to worry.
Time to check pulse, temperature, gum colour…
Everything was normal.
*stumped*

Hubby brought hay to the feeders, and she got up and went to eat hay.
Ooookay…
Huh.
So, I went and got a handful of canning salt and offered it to her.
She licked a bit up off my hand, but for the most part, she wasn’t interested. But, was still eating her hay.
So, after making sure I could hear her tummy working, I left her to eat.

And that’s been my week.
Oh, toss in a nausea inducing migraine for me too.
Brought on by the stress of worrying about my big Dork, no doubt.

By Tuesday, she still hadn’t eaten more than a mouthful from her bucket, so I scrubbed it again, rinsed it with an apple cider vinegar/water solution (which I gave to the chickens 😉 ) and soaked a red solo cup of alfalfa cubes with a 1/2 cup beet pulp, and scaled her flax back to 1/2 cup.

That she ate about half of.
Still not normal, but definite improvement.
And that’s where we’re at, feed wise. More alfalfa cubes than beet pulp, flax at 1/2 cup, and she’s eating more and more of it.
Yesterday, she even picked a fight with Astrid…though, I tell ya, I think some of the problems this week have to do with Astrid throwing her weight around. Cookie is still second in the herd and Astrid doesn’t like it. So, when Cookie shows even the teeniest bit of weakness, Astrid is all over her.
Hubby’s theory is that during some asshat-ery, Cookie tweaked something, and was sore from it. Astrid jumped on it, pushing her around and jockeying for herd position. Cookie, not feeling 100% already, felt the stress of it, and went off her feed.

It does make some sense, since, as she’s eating more and more of her pail, she’s snapping at Astrid’s little pushiness movements.
Like, yesterday, she chased Astrid up the snow drift, biting her the whole way. And, when Astrid tried to come down to retaliate, Cookie bit her fetlock (that’s how tall the drift is!).

Either way, made me worry myself sick about it all.
Never a good time. 😦

Edited to add:
She hasn’t refused all food. She’s been eating her hay like normal, she’s been drinking just fine, and things are coming out the other end as they should be.
It’s her daily pail of beet pulp that she was refusing.
She hasn’t lost weight, and yes, she’s been seen by the vet. 🙂

Napping and ignoring The Kid. ;)

Napping and ignoring The Kid. 😉

"Ugh. Child woke me from my nap!" ~Cookie

“Ugh. Child woke me from my nap!”
~Cookie

Hay Run

We hooked up the trailer for another hay run yesterday…

Bringing home the food for nags...

Bringing home the food for nags…

I like to do this early on a Sunday morning.
Get it done early and the day is ahead for whatever else needs doing.
Like napping. 😉

On Friday, Hubby had brought home an apple jack for me.
Not the traditional apple jack (distilled apple juice…nom nom nom!) but the pastry, which is, basically, an apple hand pie rolled in cinnamon and sugar. That was my breakfast, with coffee, while we went up to the Hay Guy’s place.

Once home, I figured with the lovely sunlight, I’d go take a few pictures of the Girls, while Hubby unloaded hay and straw (for chickens)…well, it didn’t take long for someone to figure out I had eaten something that any horse would love!

"Uh. Huh. So, you dare come in here smellng like apples and you have none for me? Really?!?" ~Cookie

“Uh. Huh.
So, you dare to come in here with apples on your breath and you have none for me?
Really?!?”
~Cookie

I tried to tell her it was an apple jack, that there was cinnamon involved, that she doesn’t like cinnamon (she’ll leave her beet pulp pail uneaten if there’s even a hint of cinnamon in it!), and well, quite honestly, she didn’t need any sweets. Seriously, her butt jiggles when she walks…sweet apple pies are not what she needs.

Yeah, her face says it all.
“Uh. Huh. Screw you, hooman…”
😉

If at First You Don’t Succeed…

Try, try again.
😉
So, I’m trying again make it all the way through the alphabet on the Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills.
I’m aiming to make it all the way through this time…lol
We’ll see what happens.

This weeks prompts are Starts with A, Week’s Favorite, and Beginning.

Starts with A

Easy peasy.
Astrid starts with A

Such a pretty girl!

Such a pretty girl!

I love how she glows in the sun. Her coat is such a beautiful colour.

Week’s Favorite

Who else?

<3

That mohawk…*sigh*
I hated it at first, because she looked wonderful with a long mane, but oh man, this look has grown on me. She looks badass with a mohawk.

Beginning

A new beginning to my photography year…this is my first shot of 2017:

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And cheers to a year of many more images to share. 🙂

Feeling Thankful…

As 2016 comes to a close, I’m feeling pretty darn grateful.
2016 was a year of challenges and learning…
From spring and Bella’s hoof issues, raising piglets and caring for chickens, septic repairs, Cookie colicking, and then Cookie’s health issues…
It’s been a hard fucking year…pardon the cussing.

But…

We’ve grown as a family.
My Kid learned about raising meat animals, the proper care and respect, and the work that goes into sending them to Freezer Camp.
She was my rock to lean on when my horse colicked…which was amazing, because she’s always leaned on me whenever her Sable did.
My Hubby taught both of us the proper way to dispatch food animals, and how to gut and clean them.
He worked his ass off, taking extra shifts to cover vet bills for my stupid horse…a horse that he puts up with because I love her, but he doesn’t really like much. And that’s fair, because she did try to kick him into next week a few years back…damn near killed him…and he’d have been well within his rights to put a bullet in her for it…but it never occurred to him to do it.  He’s just learned and adjusted how he works with her…and he’s done so well that he trims her hooves now.

That is amazing…
That is dedication I have to admire…
That proves (as if I didn’t already know it 😉 ) I have a damn good Man…

And me?
I had to learn to adapt to a when things don’t go to plan, learn how to let things go and let them work themselves out, and celebrate the little joys that life gives us.
I’ve been covered in mud, blood, shit and puke this past year, and as hard as some things have been, the knowledge I took away from each and every experience has been valuable.
Some things I don’t want to have to do again, but if it happens, I know now what to do.
I call that a success.

Tomorrow, I think I’ll do a Best of 2016 photo retrospective…because I’ve pushed myself as a photographer too, and I’m damn proud of the images I’ve captured.
I hope y’all will come back and see which ones were my favorites…and tell me which ones were yours.

For now, here’s one from this morning…

rippin-it-up
The Girls were rippin’ it up again this morning…enjoying life and having fun. Gotta love that. ❤