Sunday, May 27, 2012

Kate & James Cooler of Cooler Horsemanship



Kate Cooler riding Sebastian in her dressage saddle for the first time (or maybe second).  Sebastian turns four in June.  I think this was the first time I saw her canter him as well.  This was almost a month ago, I think, and he is coming along nicely.  His forward movement and coordination are getting better and better!  He has even been out on a number of trails and is very level headed and confident.


James with a clients horse ... do you like his new chaps?  And I always wonder ... HOW does his hat stay so white?  Cooler Horsemanship


Kate on Handsome Sebastian.  

Monday, May 21, 2012

Dressage vs. Western Video




Just a fun video ...two awesome horses.   What is FUN is half way through the riders switch horses.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Horses... there is always something!




This is my friend's newborn, Casimiro WW, and his mother, Wrosie.  All the photos here on this post were taken and texture applied with my iPhone.  I love the spontaneity this device offers - not perfect photos, but fun ones.  :)


Above is a photo of my daughter riding Oberon.  He has actually been hurt the past month with kicks to his hind legs from Sebastian (below).  The pecking order has changed and I hope this will not happen again.  I had an ultrasound and x-ray done as the swelling had stopped receding and he started to limp (for one day). The good news is the ligaments and tendons all look great and NO bones broken, but now we need to keep him moving (slowly) and heel so no scar tissue builds up.  My daughters are so light weight that I didn't think it would hurt Oberon to have them ride him bareback (and he hasn't limped for a couple of weeks now)

Below is my "bad" boy Sebastian.  He really is a sweetheart and normally they are the BEST of friends.



Sunday, May 6, 2012

"Harnessed Speed" a poem


Historical Racetracks and Harness Horses HERE

Harnessed Speed

We'd often see
a cloud of dust
rise and linger
upon the horizon,
knew father's fine pacer
was sweeping
the winding road
back towards our farm.
He'd arrive
eyes a-twinkle,
hair askance,
us eagerly awaiting
the buggy switch.
Head back into town
proudly, sedately steer
the Pierce Arrow
down Main Street;
no matter our urging
for speed. We knew
Race Street paralleled,
but the early morning's action
wasn't for young ladies.

by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, July 17, 2012

Here is my great grandfather (my grandmother back row, left) with his four girls in perhaps ... a Pierce Arrow?

Most cities and towns have a "Main Street", but back in the day, many had a "Race Street" and/or "Trotter's Alley" as well.

This poem is loosely based upon my Grandfather, Herbert Hutchins.  (How I wish I had a photo of him with his fine horses!  I do have a few of  him with his plow horses, but not his pacers).  My grandmother said he loved his horses and was one of the first to purchase a car.

I do not know what kind of horse he had, and whether he had a pacer or a trotter.  If he owned a Standardbred, here is a little history on them:  The name originated because the early trotters (pacers would not come into favor until much later) were required to reach a certain standard for the mile distance in order to be registered as part of the new breed.  The mile is still the standard distance covered in nearly every harness race.

The first Standardbred races were contested along long roads, with men challenging their friends to     see who had the swifter steed.  Often the streets of major cities were cleared and races conducted.  That's why so many American cities have a "Race Street".

If you are interested, HERE is a link with some nice old photos of historical racetracks and harness horses.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Mare Stare, LLC - a live CAM! and a poem "A Common Bond"



A Common Bond

Nuzzling wobbly legs
supportive, she nickers

encouragement, 
blocks perceived danger,
nips tender warning
upon youthful shoulder,
responsive.

I send mine off,
weary with backpack
deadlines looming large.
Lighten her load
I offer help,
her youthful shoulder
dismissive.


A common bond shared
this mare and I.  Alas,
her sweet job's just begun
mine's run its course.

by Margaret Bednar


HERE is a site with a "streaming cam" that allows one to watch live a mare that is about to foal, foaling, or taking care of her newborn foal.  I am watching my friend's horse WRosieQ and two mares  at Premier Friesians Cam #1 and Premier Friesians Cam #2.   It will be so fun watching WRosie give birth and she is due very soon - we thought perhaps last night.

(If you are interested in watching the steam, click on the link and cursor down and select... they are not all activated... it depends upon the foaling schedule of each farm)

The photo above is one I took of WRosie "big and prego!" and will post more once she delivers.  Do any of you remember how you felt hours, days just before delivery!?

The poem is for "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Ella's Edge - Writing Poetry from the Inside Out". I sort of followed the rules... it is raining outside so I used the "CAM" as my outside this morning and also used what was going on "inside" my world... taking my daughter back to college this morning.  (We live within 35 minutes of the school, and since she was sick, I wanted her home resting ... so I AM still needed... sometimes :)

I posted this on my photography/poetry blog, but thought this post fits in quite well here as well!  :)

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

What color is my horse? Black or Bay? (And the answer is... BROWN)


Sebastian had a black winter coat.  It isn't yet summer and he already looks pretty "rusty".  Is he a bay or black horse?  I love him either way and wouldn't spend much money to have him black, BUT I read that a Tablespoon of paprika morning and night will do the trick.  Has anyone ever done this?

I read somewhere that if a horse is feeding from "red" earth (and yes, NC has red dirt) then it is likely full of iron which competes with copper metabolically.   Copper is very important in maintaining coat color.  He is pasture boarded with a nice shed to use to get out if the wind, rain... and sun.  His pasture does not have much shade, if any.

His father is a black Friesian, his mother I would say, a Bay Paint.


...and below is a photo of him last October when his winter coat was starting to come in: