Spring has come to the Island Cowgirl farm and it is glorious. We watch from the deck as the back ridge past the creek becomes green almost before your eyes. The horses could not be more excited about the spring grass coming in. For those of you who don’t have horses, grass is the horsey equivalent to Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. And Sundance loves him some Chunky Monkey.
My sweet husband also had these stall signs mad for me out of local reclaimed barn wood. He was nice enough to put them up for me one fine Sunday morning. He said he had to really refrain from changing Libby’s to read Hippo instead of Liberty Belle. As you can see she is not very amused by his humor. It doesn’t help that he has also assigned them hypothetical rapper names of Lazy J and Miss Eats-A-Lot.
Miss little muppet feet looks pretty in pink. Tennessee country life in all of its glory…I love that pink tree that blooms every spring. Even if it does attract lots of lady bugs in the fall…It is still my very favorite tree. If only because Libby looks so pretty next to it.
…does your horse like carrots as much as mine? My horse, Sundance, will take you out for a carrot. He can spot anything orange in your hands at 90 paces. If he sees a carrot…he suddenly becomes Secretariat. I kind of understand. I feel the same way about pizza and chocolate…
I have always been a little crazy about rings…maybe that is why we have so many in our line…
My favorites are our Puppy Paw Ring and Double Horseshoe…but of course that is pretty much a given as the things that give me the most peace and happiness are my dogs & horses. Surprise, surprise…I know that comes as a bit of a shock to you all…as I seem to post tons of pictures of them all the time.
Here are a few postcards from the farm this spring…We moved to Tennessee one year ago this May on a wing and a prayer…with the wind at our back we sold our beach house in California and moved across the country. In the past year we have opened a store, built a farm, a barn, got another horse and learned a lot that we didn’t know about living on the land. It has been a wild ride…but we wouldn’t trade it for anything… Continue reading →