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Life has a way of changing directions without much warning. Recently, things at home went south — a breakup, a restraining order, and suddenly, I found myself needing to move the horses (Cheyenne is a honorary horse) with no notice. It was one of those moments where you just take a deep breath, ask for help, and do what has to be done. With the help of a borrowed trailer and a dear friend with a truck, we loaded up Breeze, Cheyenne, and Knight — along with what felt like half

Child in light weight clothing riding a bay horse in the Arizona desert. Riding in the Sonoran summer takes a special kind of...

A blonde woman wearing a grey long sleeve shirt, jeans, and boots, standing in a barn aisle. Visiting the barn doesn’t always mean you’re...

A beginner rider wearing a helmet, long-sleeve shirt, pants, and boots participates in a riding lesson. The rider is mounted on a...

So you think you might be interested in taking horseback riding lessons? Great! Here’s a general overview of what to expect as you get...

Let’s talk flies. If you spend any time around livestock, you know they’re an inevitable part of farm life. No matter how clean you try...

Breeze recently had to switch stalls after discovering how much fun it was to play with the spigot in his old one. While he enjoyed his...

A real-life story about patience, herd dynamics, and thinking like a horse The Call That Changed the Evening The other night, I got a...