All over the internet are quotes about NOT looking back.
My company HoofPrints.com even carries a necklace that instructs: DON’T LOOK BACK THAT’S NOT WHERE YOU’RE GOING. But today that is exactly what I am going to do.
I am going to look back.
Shown here is our house circa 1988, a few months before we bought it. At this point the nicest thing about the whole spread was the asphalt driveway, which was in surprisingly good shape. Except for the trench that the tenant farmers had cut across it in an effort to keep folks from driving in. People had figured out that it was a good place to dump their trash; everything from used diapers, tires, construction debris. No one had lived here for at least ten years.
Continue reading Sometimes you have to look back… at scary pictures
Billy’s Story – Part 1
Originally published in the HoofPrints Newsletter – November, 2008
In the summer of 2008, I had a once-in-a-lifetime experience… After years without a vacation of any length, my parents graciously offered to bring my 15 year old son Jordan and myself on an adventure out West. (thanks, Mom & Dad) To ensure that I didn’t worry about things back home, my husband Rob elected to stay here and tend to the farm and all the animals.
Our 2 week odyssey was packed with many miles and lots of sights and experiences as we traversed South Dakota, Nebraska, and North Dakota. The South Dakota leg of the trip included a stay at the HoofPrints Lodge in Lead, SD and trail rides guided by Andy’s Trail Rides.
Continue reading A story about trust… and following your heart
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY – to my mom and all the other moms out there…
I’ve known my mom for a long time. (my whole life) She’s always been an inspiration with her “can do” attitude. There was no task that could not be accomplished with perseverance and hard work. Now that she and dad are retired, she’s applied that same philosophy to having fun and adventure. They set off across the country in 60+ year old cars. They climb to the top of Sydney Harbor bridge in Australia (gasp) and they ride mules to the bottom of the Grand Canyon. The old car stuff is pretty much dad’s idea, but the mule ride was something mom always wanted to do. So, she booked the trip, and they did it. For those of you who don’t know about this ride, it involves riding mules on skinny trails next to steep cliffs with deadly drop-offs. And riding on a wooden suspension bridge that goes waaaayyy across – a huge distance above a river (and lots of sharp rocks). The fact that they’ve “never lost a rider” would be little consolation to my very much afraid of heights brain. But they survived, and had a very good time, too. I am flattered that she chose HoofPrints’ Tao of Equus jacket to wear on such a memorable trip. Continue reading Of Moms and Mitochondrial DNA