THE SMALL THINGS
A blog of Scotland, horses, dogs, love and trees.
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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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