tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post1379135912332266743..comments2024-03-28T19:03:24.043+00:00Comments on THE SMALL THINGS: In which I have absolutely no idea what I am talking aboutTania Kindersleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18355967725006605825noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-15564056547468673772012-06-14T07:01:32.021+01:002012-06-14T07:01:32.021+01:00First time reading your blog. The Pigeon is dearly...First time reading your blog. The Pigeon is dearly handsome. I need to find some red poppies now. I had to say about mares though. I don't think they are horrible when they're in season. I feel some empathy for them. They just seem like they are at their extreme ends of normal, to me. I've never had an angel turn into a devil or vice versa. They are just full of themselves, whoever they are to start with. They are just in a different headspace and have different priorities than listening with their full attention unless you ask them to. They aren't automatons so not sure why someone would think they're so unmanagable. They're still just being a horse and being themself, just preoccupied. Mares being in season stopped bothering me when I thoght about it like that. They are paying attention to other things so I need to pay a bit more attention to them, I'm sure I had off days where they wondered what was wrong with me.Querenciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13036781115276516337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-52435231738502405182012-06-14T01:43:22.956+01:002012-06-14T01:43:22.956+01:00Politics and politicians will come and go. Love en...Politics and politicians will come and go. Love endures.Pat (in Belgium)https://www.blogger.com/profile/02367089351412953926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-70767841836525245372012-06-13T19:39:54.650+01:002012-06-13T19:39:54.650+01:00Absolutely GRAND picture of the Pigeon. And a lov...Absolutely GRAND picture of the Pigeon. And a lovely post, as was yesterday's. Reading about your gentle descent back to earth after the book provides a welcome break from the day.<br /><br />BirdAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com