Monday, September 30, 2019
There Are Horses Under Those People
Some of the worlds rarest horses-- three Corollas, a Marsh Tacky, and a high percentage Grand Canyon in this picture--deep in the woods on a hot fall afternoon--wading into a sea of marsh cane (one of the main sources of arrow shafts for Powhatan Indians)
It has been a long time since I have even used the word, but we are in the early stages of a drought. Hunting season is coming on us so we will be out of the woods for most of the next ninety days.
That time will be spent honing riding skills, turning 17 acres of woods into silva pasture and additional riding areas, running a sanctioned endurance race in two weeks, training donkeys to pull poles from the woods, building fences, and having a good time playing music and getting to know each other better.
In January we will be back in the woods. Looking forward to seeing the winter wildlife and working our land to improve it as wild life habitat.
Will be spending this week at a training on prosecuting crimes against children. When that is what you do for a living it makes it hard to understand why the sight of this one (walking along in the field beside the Little House) would be a scary thing.
Posted by Steve Edwards