It was a gorgeous weekend at the ranch and wanted to share some photos of moving horses between the two places. It’s a simple chore, but I love summer evenings when the light is disappearing slowly, casting dramatic shadows across the landscape. Truly a breathtaking backyard if I do say so myself.

Failed. I guess I'll just walk to the barn and get the saddle with the understanding that I'm not what I used to be (although, I blamed it on my too-tight pants). The mare is not enthused, as you can see here.

My view. Always a bit behind, I bring out the slow in horses. Fine for a leisurely ride, but never won me any buckles.















