Category: - Rye

I found that I miss blogging…

When I switched the website to non-blog site I was tired, so many things going on in my world and too much to keep up with. But you know what I found? I miss blogging, and I miss sharing our whacky world with you and from all the emails I got I can reasonably assume that many of you missed all the farm photos!

It was a year on the 18th that Dumplin’ passed, and the babies arrived a year ago on the 22nd. The monsoon rains made a party nearly impossible but we were able to get a couple of fun shots in and a little “carrot cake”

The two little horses are just getting better and better as the days go by.  We have a young Borrowed Freedom student working with Firefly, and I see many shows in their future next year. The two of them together is just magic and they look so beautiful as a team. I can already picture the show clothes…soft dove gray breeches with a charcoal coat paired with Firefly’s white and grey…gorgeous.  Firefly will also begin training to drive although we will not be start in earnest for some time, she is just two so her job is to learn to be a solid citizen first, riding and driving come second.

Rye is filing in, he is getting that stocky little mini look that I love. We had our moments at first that is for sure, most of which were all my fault. It’s hard to bring in a new horse when you have just lost one who was your world. It’s not that I had expectations of who and what Rye was supposed to be, it’s that I wasn’t ready to be who he needed me to be. He was looking for a guide and someone to love him and I was mourning for my Dumplin’. Firefly was aloof when she first arrived and took the role as Rye’s protector so working with her was easier, she didn’t demand my undivided attention and my whole heart. But Rye was different! He wanted to claim me and I just couldn’t let him…I was not ready. But moments like the one below just kept creeping in and grabbing me by the heartstrings.

This little horse has my heart and soul now, he is lovable and playful and a joy to have here. He has a wickedly devilish streak and can unlock doors, untie ropes, rearrange his stall and play basketball and soccer. And he loves a good snuggle!

There are more photos on the Borrowed Freedom Facebook page so please stop by and become a fan! There is much going on around here and so many changes as the program continues to grow. It’s nice to back and to be able to share them with you all.

Colleen

A little snow…a lot of fun!

A little snow…a lot of fun!



A little snow…a lot of fun! posted February 10, 2010 (11:28) in - Firefly, - Rye, The Good Life |

Welcome to February

It has been cold, and I am still missing my dog something terrible. February is really hard for me, it always has been, and I struggle through this whole month just barely going through the motions. It has been this way for as long as I can remember. I decided to take a quick peek at some photos, which is always good for a cheer up.

Miss Firefly received a beautiful new hot pink cooler from Ann. Here she is modeling it for Todd…

Of course Rye needed to try it on too…

Katie had a go with a blanket too. Go ahead, laugh, but I wasn’t going to put a $300 Rambo on her and have her destroy it so we went with what was in stock. It was this or a white, yes WHITE, old New Zealand rug. I didn’t have a spare backhoe handy to help me heave the New Zealand on her so we went with this one. Check out her butt hanging out….heheheeee….

Of course it came back to bite us. Twenty four hours, a pot of coffee, a near case of pneumonia and we were left with this:

What blog update is complete without a cute face and seriously, could he BE cuter?!?!?!

Paco is doing really well. He is affectionately known as the “sofa” now because he has gained his weight back and has been moved back into the easy keeper category. Thank goodness. I love how much he adores Todd, and that the feeling is mutual. Todd said to me the other day “What do people who have no horses do with their time?” To which I almost answered “well, honey, they go on vacation. They can sleep in. They can leave the house for more than three hours at a time”. But I didn’t, because I knew exactly what he meant.

These are the moments that I wouldn’t trade for anything. So I close this post feeling a little more cheered, a little more positive, and ready to face February the best that I can.