THE SMALL THINGS

A blog of Scotland, horses, dogs, love and trees.

Showing posts with label sheep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sheep. Show all posts
Thursday, 14 August 2014

The glory of sheep.

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Today, I rounded up sheep. It was mighty. The red mare and I had gone out for a quiet ride when suddenly, over the brow of a small rise, we...
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Friday, 19 July 2013

A quiet Friday

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Ha. After spending all week telling my students about how they may drive off the dark, destructive critical voices, defy The Fear, and belie...
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Thursday, 6 June 2013

It depends what you want; or, a very sweet ride

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A lot of sweetness around today. I hare about, doing my work, as a brilliant and properly hot Scottish sun beats down from a ridiculously bl...
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Friday, 31 May 2013

Oaks Day

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It’s Oaks Day, so I am in a state of high excitement. There is a filly I absolutely love called Secret Gesture, and I am hoping that she wil...
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Friday, 26 April 2013

Of work and time and great, great mares.

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As I go up to HorseBack to do my morning stint, I get put up on a horse. If someone says to me ‘Would you want to ride?’ the only answer is ...
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