Hi, I'm Ev. I'm training to become a horsewoman. These are my adventures and misadventures. I'm green as hell, but so far, so good. I'm now learning from Bo (and sometimes his wife DeDe) at D&D Ranch in Pope Valley. I am extremely lucky to have this opportunity, I feel quite blessed, and I feel that they, and horses, have really turned my life around.
Solomon is my baby- a big old flea bitten grey Appendix gelding who is very kind and way too smart! I love him so very much. He is a rescue and was meant to be co-owned rehabbed, and maybe rehomed to a good home. He turned out to be over 25 years old with injuries that ultimately do not make him riding sound, so he is retired.

Monday, April 13, 2009


I wish Solomon could talk. I wish he could tell me about his life. I wish he could tell me where it hurts, in his body and where it hurts in his mind. Where it hurts in his heart.

He's a little tender on one of his front feet. Might be the rockier soil, might be the big sharp rock I pulled out of his foot a week and some change ago, might be something worse. We're going to put front shoes on him to see if it helps. I had him walk a bit in the roundpen, but that's all. Then I set him loose, and laid in the grass while he ate. At one point he came over and ate around me, pausing for a sniff or a nuzzle every once in a while.

Gave Teddy Bear some skritches too.

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