I wasn’t planning on writing journal entries about the First Ring selection, but why not. I’m still awake…   There were 52 horses presented on Day One. The jury selected 17 horses. I would have selected 15, so not far off. Day One is almost always the day for foreign sires. This year, Painted Black, Totilas, Total US, and Trafalgar sons were also included.   #520 Millenium x Bordeaux -Trento B line -beautiful type, not a special mover -good enough   #524 Nespresso x Uphill -I...

Since I am one of the lucky ones to have a ticket to the North American Stallion Test at Hilltop next week, I thought I should probably get off my ass and write something about my last two trips, first, the Netherlands and, then, much of the East Coast, before I start writing about the Stallion Test.   Yup. That’s how I started a journal entry two weeks ago. Didn’t happen. So, while the NASST is fresh in my mind, let’s start with that.   Full disclosure:  We sent a stallion through...

Did you guys think I had disappeared again? Just crazy busy. The farm has been insane. A good insane, but insane, nonetheless. The Gem Saga For those of you who haven’t been following Gem’s story on Facebook, this is our Jovian x Totilas x Jazz filly, Regaltes SSF, aka, Gem. I found her on three legs in her stall on a Monday morning a little over a month ago, Temp was 104. She was presenting as if she had an abscess, pointing the left hind hoof. Long story short, after multiple vet visits,...

Take a nap or write a journal entry? That’s where I’m at right now. It’s a beautiful, bright, sunny day in New Hampshire, albeit a bit chilly. We haven’t been above freezing day or night for four or five days. Nonetheless, it’s really nice out. I could go for a walk. Or, I could take a nap. My sleep schedule has been screwed up ever since I got up at 2:30 am for a few days in a row to watch the KWPN Stallion Show. Now, for some reason, I can’t sleep much past 5:00 am, regardless of when I go...

"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in...