Horse Sense....

 

                   

 

It's been awesome here.

We needed space to just be.  And that's what happened.

And to be fair, I could not have asked for anything more.  It gave us space to grow and love and just be. 

And more than anything in the world, I realized how lucky we are. 

I'm lucky that I have spent the majority of my life, and that's all of it, not just the adult part, playing with the Clair-senses.  That alone has been more than any one person should have. 

And yes, people are always going to try and take more than they have earnt.  That's the price that I am charged, for being gifted with the Clair-senses.  But people don't see, or choose not to look, at how hard I work fine tuning,  tweaking and learning how to be better.

As I have said 20 million times before, Talent by itself is not enough.  

Anyway, it was really great to go into the depths of my work, without the noise.

I need stronger boundaries with peeps though.  There's exciting work ahead and I, 100% need to keep my head clear and my heart open, so we can fully embrace these exciting times. 

I'm not waiting for people to catch up anymore.  

Yes, there has been odd times where I wanted to go out and about, but Spirit have been adament that that was a No go.  In fact, my brakes stopped working on my car.  That was just a double check to let me know that I, 100%, was not to be anywhere apart from home. 

Relaxing, recharging, re-energizing.

And bloody walking.

Kind of funny.

It has been a phenomenal 3 weeks though and I understand what Spirit did.  And why.  And I'm ok with it.

Better than ok.

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What I love about Welshes, and particularly my one at home, Az, is that they are so unbelievably cool.

They're loyal and staunch and did I mention, loyal?

So, we got the cows sorted in the easiest way possible in the end...I brought in Az.

He didn't care that they are almost as big as him, way heavier, have horns and there are two of them, Hell no, he just did his thing.

What the fuck are you doing?  Get away from my family and stop eating our food!

Turned his back on them, and somehow did something with his ass that told Fenny and Flash, Do not fuck with me, I am not in the mood.

So they didn't, haven't since, and well, everybody is happy.  Including, or maybe that is especially, Az.

Cappy loves his Az.

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Bought these awesome tyre feed buckets.

Damn they're good!  Wish I had found them earlier.  They are super cool and my horses LOVE them.

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Oh no!  Grease, my beautiful new brown and black chicky, was found dead this afternoon.

No reason, had not been attacked, she wasn't sick, she just went into the bush, curled up and died.

There is an old wives tale that says, When Death comes knocking, he will always take a soul, whether it be human or animal.

He never leaves empty handed.  What is owed, will be taken.

Rest in chick heaven, little one, you were ones of the cool ones xx

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There's lots of new things, old ways, and old ways, new ideas, what works best together, what is less when it is used together, doseages, and then of course, you have, seasons. Summer: Is it hot, wet and/or cold. Winter: Is it moist, warm or bloody freezing? Time of day, stallion, mare, foal, girl foal, baby boy foal, is your mare in season?  Which part of her cycle? Does your colt have too much estrogren or too much testosterone?  Is your colt both powerful and full of testosterone, but is also PMS and/PMT-y? Does this herb/seed/vitamin/mineral bring the spook level up too high?  If so, Why? 

Back to combinations, doseages, seasons, time of day, weather, age/size/sex and testosterone/estrogen/cycle imbalance...  So it's super quick and exciting here. 

I love working like this, finding new ways.  And my horses love it. They show me what works but more importantly, how.  Mumma naturally is the best, with Caps being a close second, Az eats bloody anything and is generally emotionally well-balanced, so he's not particularly useful, but he makes up for it by being so cute.

Cute is good.

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Oh wait...now all the bloody hens are on strike!

1 hen = 4 eggs per week.

2 hens = 0 eggs.

Go-bloody-figure.

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So that's been our week: 

There's some really exciting things happening in the not too distant future with Belle, exciting things are daily happening with Boo (hopefully I will have photo's for you this week), and we're learning like crazy.  The funny thing is, everybody else is helping too, not just standing there. 

I'm hoping that this may translate into some truly awesome stuff, in the coming weeks/months.  

But even as I'm writing this, we're being offered new stuff to try all the time.

Yeah, baby!

And I'm not waiting for anyone to catch up anymore.  

It was tiring and frustrating and making me antsy, watching and not speaking. 

Big hugs and horsey kisses from us here, to you there.

Caps, me, Spirit, Az, Ralph, Chew, Suz, the Big E, and of course, my beautiful Mumma Bear, Belle and Little Boo, Pat, Chuck and Lightning.

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My love goes out to the Douglas family.

I am unbelievably sorry for your loss.

Thanks for the photo this morning xx