Hay Delivery!

Hay is a welcome sight this year. I’ve been more attuned than usual to the weather since we’ve been suffering from a drought all summer. The hay truck arrived this afternoon with 60 bales of a rich orchard grass mix. And more bales are on the way…. It was a tight squeeze. But the truck made it into the barn with several inches to spare.


The hay was unloaded into our loft. I was thankful for the strong men who did this hard work. One stood in the bed of the truck and tossed bales up to the loft while the other stacked them.

Each bale weighs about 75 pounds, so it’s not easy work.


When your pasture looks like this…hay becomes even more beautiful. It’s been weeks since we’ve had an appreciable amount of rain. Normally our pastures are green and lush.


The hay is neatly stacked. A full loft is a wonderful sight…especially when winter is ahead.


Sydney shows off our lovely hay! It’s been pouring rain since I started this blog post. Maybe the key to breaking the drought is getting a hay delivery. 🙂 Whatever it takes!

Saying Goodbye to Smokey…for now

We’ve enjoyed having Smokey at the barn so much! Pound for pound, he has the biggest personality of all the horses. And he loves his mares! Last night when the horses heard that Smokey was leaving today, they all gathered together over the fence for a horse huddle. They were either coming up with an escape plan or saying goodbye.


Smokey and April enjoyed eating their hay together one last time. Smokey was happy to have a break from his muzzle.


Sydney cleaned up Smokey in preparation for his trip home.


Smokey gives a big yawn….


We’re all going to miss Smokey. Even Sunny was looking sad that her friend was leaving.


Sydney combed out Smokey’s tail and started braiding.


Waa la — a fish tail! Wait…I thought Smokey was a pony.


My friend Lynn brought her big truck over to help us move Smokey. We hooked it up to my dusty trailer and pumped up the tires. We loaded Smokey, and he looked so small in the trailer. In fact, on the ride over to his old home, he turned himself around and ended up on the other side of the trailer. When we unloaded Smokey, we didn’t even have to lower the butt bar. He just walked right under it.


Smokey recognized his old home right away. We are so grateful to MeLanie for letting us use him!


Smokey let out a long whinny to say hello to his old friends, then happily started eating hay.


Bye, Smokey! We love you!! Hope to see you next spring!

Preparing for April

Today, April will be delivered to us from South Carolina. She is a Welsh/Thoroughbred mare, owned by a friend of a friend. Our plan is to lease her so that Sydney will have a horse to ride while I spend some time training Foxie.

While I was riding Monday morning, Sydney and Joel prepared the barn for April’s arrival. We decided to switch around the hay stall and the stall that Smokey has been using, so that April will be closer to Foxie and Misty. First, they moved the hay and the pallets. Joel loaded and unloaded the wheelbarrow with hay bales and Sydney transported them. Joel stacked the bales neatly in the corner stall.IMG_4232


Next, Sydney filled April’s stall with fresh bedding. She put in several loads of sawdust. Looks inviting, doesn’t it?

Sydney also hung clean feed and water buckets and tied up a chunk of Himalayan pink salt for April. She’s excited to have April here and begin riding her!


We can’t wait to welcome April to our barn! IMG_4228

Morning Routine


The girls walk up to the big pasture and bring the horses in for breakfast. Sydney brings Foxie, the lead mare. Misty and LK follow and Smokey brings up the rear.


The girls groom the mares in preparation for their ride. Sunny sprawls on the cool cement floor.


Sydney on Foxie


LK on Misty

Fire in the Sky: a Time of Transition


After losing about a month to illness…a sinus infection (hidden deeply behind my right eye) and perhaps a touch of bronchitis and/or pneumonia, I am returning to the land of the living. Out of necessity and lack of energy, I had to pull inward, drop out of many of my normal activities. As I sat with myself for so many uninterrupted hours, I couldn’t help but ponder the transitions that have been and are afoot around our place. We’re caring for horses again on our property after a good decade of having the barn empty, and six years of homeschool are coming to a close. Both of these things feel major, and one is the beginning of a new (and old) venture, the other is an ending (at least for now) and also a beginning. And as someone who likes to put things in order, this tangle of beginnings and endings has been confusing.

One of the startling things to me about bringing horses back to the farm is how familiar and different it feels at the same time. In some ways, I’ve stepped into old roles, often without even realizing it. As I’ve been teaching Sydney and Lauren-Kate about horses and giving them riding lessons, words come out of my mouth that I had long forgotten were even in me. I even find myself standing or walking differently…a stance and a pace from my 20s and 30s, the days when I taught a dozen or more kids and kept five horses at our barn.

What is also startling is that my daughter has suddenly (seemingly overnight) become a responsible horse woman. She brings horses in from the field, feeds, grooms, checks water and does every other barn chore without needing to be reminded. She seems to have a sixth sense about how to handle horses.

My last memories of having horses at the barn a decade ago were somewhat dreary – me, childless and exhausted from caring for my mom, feeling as if the day-to-day chores were endless. And so, although, I love horses, I was in no hurry to have several in my care again.

It has been such a sweet surprise to see how Sydney (and our friends) have happily taken to barn chores. I pinch myself almost daily as I walk down to the barn and am suddenly transported back to my own teenage years. I remember how I “did it all” as my mom stood to the side, and now I see Sydney doing the same thing. Not only does she not need my help, she likes being independent and showing me her new-found skills. And, of course, this is a little confusing too and requires some adjustments on my part. While I am “the professional,” I must take care to step back and give my daughter the opportunity to be “in charge” of certain things.

At the same time as barn and horses are shape-shifting in my mind, so is Sydney’s schooling. She is no longer (and hasn’t been for a while), the child who needs me to oversee each project. She has been taking the reins (pun intended) and setting her own course. And next school year, she’ll be stepping into a new situation, one where my presence will only be necessary in a peripheral way.

Most parents, who don’t homeschool, probably experience this change much earlier or perhaps in a gradual way as their children move through the grades of traditional school. But the shift from homeschool to traditional school is more abrupt, and there are bumps, even though both Sydney and I are excited about what’s ahead. She’s looking forward to fun social opportunities, days full of activity and new experiences. I’m excited to hear about her new adventures, encourage her through these transitions and have new pieces of time for myself.

But navigating these new situations will be a challenge. Figuring out my new role and respecting hers will no doubt cause friction at times. Change doesn’t occur in a straight line. We’ll both no doubt slip into old patterns and stumble our way into new ones. Learning who my daughter is becoming and what she needs and doesn’t need from me is somewhat daunting.

I’m sure that on occasion I’ll miss the toddler who ran into my arms for comfort. But at the same time, I celebrate the changes that Sydney is embracing. She is an amazing young woman who both challenges me and expands my awareness of what it means to be a loving parent. I adore her and look forward to this new stage of life! It has been the most incredible gift to be Sydney’s mother. As always, I pray for God’s grace as we travel the path ahead.

Moving Day: Part II – Misty

This past Saturday was a big day at the barn. We “traded” horses with our neighbor. The girls and I walked Smokey down the road, and a little while later returned to our barn with Misty. If you missed Part I of Moving Day, click here.

On Saturday, after we said goodbye to sweet Smokey, we turned our attention to Misty. We saddled her up, took a few photos and then I prepared for the ride back along the road to our farm.



Misty wasn’t too sure about some of the sights along the road. The mailboxes and the bridge were kind of scary, but she was very brave, and we made the trip without incident. Karen was a big help as she drove her car slowly behind Misty and me and flashed her headlights at any oncoming traffic. Fortunately, there were only a few cars and the drivers all slowed down. It was a beautiful morning for a ride!




Once we arrived at our farm, we put Misty in the middle paddock, so she could look around.


I then put Foxie into a pasture where she and Misty could see each other. Foxie, who had been by herself for the past hour, was happy to see another horse. She and Misty got acquainted at a distance first.

Then I moved Foxie into the small paddock next to Misty. The two horses nosed each other.




Finally, it was time to put them in the same paddock and see how they got along. We all held our breath for a moment.



There were a few “hello squeals.” But, very quickly, the two mares settled down and began grazing side by side. It was a beautiful sight.





It was a fun and exciting morning. We’re all so happy to have Misty at the barn and so pleased that she and Foxie are becoming good friends. Thanks to Karen for once again documenting the day with photos.


Moving Day: Part I – Smokey

It’s been my intention from the outset to bring two horses to the barn that could eventually be sweet companions and good riding mounts for Sydney and her friend LK . We found Sydney’s horse Foxie first, and a friend of a friend allowed us to borrow Smokey, her Shetland pony, so that Foxie would have a pasture buddy. This gave me a few weeks to settle into the reality of having horses again, and it also gave me some time to search for a second horse.

Over the past few weeks, I’ve been in touch with my neighbor Darlene who owns a barn down the street from us. It turns out that her daughter’s pony Misty, a sweet Quarter Horse paint mare, was available for lease. Last Saturday, Sydney, LK, Karen and I went over to meet Misty. LK fell in love, and she and Misty seem to be a good match. So during the next week, Karen arranged to lease Misty. It just so happened that Darlene needed a pasture buddy for her other horse, so we made plans to trade Smokey, the Shetland pony, for Misty, for the time being.

It was a beautiful morning to walk Smokey to his new (temporary) home just down the road. After we got Smokey settled, I rode Misty back to our farm (with Karen and the girls driving slowly behind me). The girls were sorry to say goodbye to Smokey. He’s been so fun to have around the barn. Maybe he’ll come back. 🙂


Sydney leading Smokey down our driveway.



Smokey and the girls, with Karen driving slowly behind to alert any traffic that a horse was up ahead on the road.


I handled Smokey on the road, in case he got nervous. He was a champ.


He even walked across the bridge with no hesitation.


Smokey met some new friends along the way.


He wanted to stay and play.



Smokey arrives at his new home.


Smokey looks like he’ll fit right in. Of course, the girls will miss him.


Smokey meets his new pasture mate Daisy. Smokey is great at making new friends.

We’ll miss you, Smokey! But we trust you’ll enjoy your time with Daisy.

Stay tuned for “Moving Day: Part II – Misty,” which will be coming soon. Hope everyone has a great Mother’s Day!