Well, it’s been a year.
I am not going to do the usual “this year I promise to blog more.” My life is measured in fifteen minute increments right now.
What I do want to do is write more. I hope some of that will be here. Some of it will be on my own projects, never intended for the world.
Tristan is officially retired. I don’t ride much, and when I do, it has been on other horses for a year and change now. I free longe him a few times a week to keep him moving. He is still himself – alternating sassy with lazy.
Overall, he is in shockingly good shape for 30.5. We had a brief scare this summer with some lameness after coffin joint injections that turned out to be a very, very mild bout of laminitis. X-rays showed a fraction of a degree of rotation in one foot. I am glad that we caught it and I am glad that it was tiny, but it was another sign of how everything has to be more careful now.
He is still complicated to feed, still refusing to take meds in his grain and dosed almost entirely by syringe, still everyone’s favorite. We lost a few horses this fall, and he is now by far the oldest horse in the barn.
I have been working at the barn a lot, in part due to life circumstances leading to some tough financial stuff, and in part because it empties my brain in a way that I deeply need. It is working on both counts.
We shall see what I want to share. For now, hello, world.
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