When Tricia was younger she was the head mare.  She owned that field and watched everything that went on in it. But she evolved into this role because her mom was 19 when she had Tricia, and her other field mate, Little Man, was exactly (like almost to the day) 15 months younger than T…… Continue reading Frenemies

Snow Day!

It’s hard to get back into the groove of this.  I would love to lie and say 2018 was a wonderful breeze.  As my mom would say, let’s not “tell stories”.  For anyone that doesn’t know what that means, “telling stories” is the gentle way southern mom’s tell you she knows you’re lying.  If she…… Continue reading Snow Day!