Meanwhile back at the Ranch

Our evening routine is simple yet effective for keeping all the pasture ornaments fat and happy!All it takes to produce glee is to open a gate and let the ponies explore and sample…well actually devour the fresh grass that has been growing in their absence.  They will fly around the pasture for about five minutes and then start begging for carrots.Hugs are welcome, too!It is very satisfying to have a small herd who are lovable, sensible and steady.It is heaven to be surrounded by such precious animals, but I do miss the ones who are really in heaven.

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Mini Madness

My nieces, the Tincredibles…..I like to call them, because they are twins and incredible….came to visit last week.They made the day so much fun for everyone. Their adorable cousins came with them and could not have been any cuter.

Paige going for a test ride

First on the agenda was a trail ride! The girls picked out their saddles. They had a big choice, from saddle seat, hunt seat and various sized western saddles.

Big day for the little squirt

“Has Mini Mac ever had a saddle on?” Everyone wanted to know. I said not yet, but told them to stand back and prepare for a rodeo. I picked the smallest saddle that we have, but it still dwarfed him!

"My life will never be the same"

The little monster did not think that he could walk at first. He took a few hesitant steps and realized that it was not such a bad deal to join in the fun!

CUTE STUFF!

I was amazed. He must realize that the ponies that get most of the carrots are the ones who are wearing the saddles! He was as laid back as they come. He can get by with just being a pasture ornament, but he could not resist these precious girls! All five of them!

Say cheese! Or carrots!!!!

Reference Photos

It was around 1:00 this afternoon and I told Tom that I would like to shoot some quick photos of our Longhorns, Jack and Joe for a painting that I started. “The lighting is not too great right now” he said. I told him that I had not seen them since early this morning, in fact I had not seen the three ponies that are in the pasture with them, either. Tom was gone for a while and came back with interesting news, not particularly good news…..”The gate to Tip’s property is open….they are gone!”We were still in our running clothes, but did not take the time to change. My first thought was that I might get some actual helpful shots for this painting……

progress of cattle painting

My second thought was that I probably would not have time to paint today…..

help!!!!!

The problem was that our little mish mash herdlet had joined a rowdy bunch of bovines and they outnumbered us by quite a bit.

the cow whisperer

If it was up to me, I would have just turned around, said good bye to our livestock and started a new painting of a bird or a kitten……

gotta keep'em separated

My cowboy, sans the rhinestones would have none of that!

what is going on?

Carrots and cattle cubes are excellent bribes….the problem is that we did not want to cause a stampede of over eager eaters.

rear view mirror

I was tempted to play some good old country music on the radio in the truck for inspiration, but I needed to hear directions from Tom as I churned through the sand…..

move 'em up

“Close the gate!!!!!”

let's hear it for the boys

The ponies were very interested in seeing what treats I had in the truck.

lead pony

Pony Boy and Sunny know the routine of getting rewards for bad behavior.

Ain't no sunshine when you're gone.

Well, we missed out on so much today while we were tracking down the wayward pasture ornaments….I was planning on ironing and mending some socks….but in spite of it all, they are so cute when they are bad!!!!

follow me home

Now We Know!

Velvet and Hailey were having a great time grooming each other this morning. I was so glad to see little Velvet being so sociable. She  is the darker Bay pony on the right. Most of the time, she is off by herself.

green eyed monster!

They were just fine, until Bailey stopped stuffing himself and noticed that his girlfriend, Hailey was hanging out with Velvet!

sorry, Velvet....three's a crowd

So, that is why Velvet keeps her distance from the green eyed monster…..I think Bailey needs a time out…..in the round pen!

Primavera

primavera acrylic on canvas

How’s your horsey coming along?” My abstract expressionist teacher/slash comedian was making fun of me…..When I started working on a blank canvas in full view of some of the most talented artists in Texas and a master instructor I might add…I was intimidated. It’s funny how after about fifteen hours of laughing at each other and sharing techniques, books and attitudes….nothing matters, but the sheer pleasure of color, more books and the love of creating……Hey teach….here’s my horsey with lots of color and more to come….

Pony Boy’s Girls

Our precious great nieces, Hannah and Emma spent the week-end with us. They said they were ready to learn to ride ALONE without someone leading them.We made plans for Sunday afternoon. We were going to saddle up two ponies, but my back went out on me,(UGH!) so I thought one would be good for the first time. They brushed Pony Boy and Tom saddled him up. We stayed in the fenced yard. They were so good about having to take turns.

Emma rides alone

Next time we will put on some boots and helmets, saddle up both ponies and head down to the pond.  We had a cook-out Saturday night and just stayed on the lead line the whole time. taking a breakThese girls could not be any sweeter or unspoiled.

Little Cowgirl

They made up the bed every morning without complaining and brought their dishes to the sink. We had great fun in the art room, too and I think they created about 20 masterpieces each! We have lots of great photos that I will add and can be seen on Leicaman’s blog Just Saying Not sure what is up with my back! I am a laptop sitting couch potato today. That’s all for now……

Run, Eat, Sleep and Play

The horses were running in the front pasture as we drove up to the house on Christmas Eve. “Who is that horse?” Christopher asked. “The dark one, she is really pretty” In a field of mostly chubby, fuzzy ponies, he noticed the tall, sleek beauty with big brown eyes that has been here for eight years. If you really looked close you would see perfect hooves that hardly needed professional trimming. Watching her trotting around in the round pen on Sunday, I thought of what a splash she would have made in the show ring. With hours and hours of jogging around the arena with her head tied down below her knees, she could have made a Western Pleasure or Hunter under Saddle Champion. She could have been kept in a stall to keep her mane and tail in perfect condition and fed high protein supplements to add gloss to her mahogany coat. If you saw her floating through the fields, jumping and frolicking you would picture her in a roping arena, showing some calves who is boss. Somehow I can’t picture her ever harming any living creature. I imagine that she would tell a pesky fly to just please leave before I have to swat you, Buddy…..There are no trophy buckles or saddles to remember her grace and sweetness, just a vision in my mind of a perfect life where a horse can be a horse.