A homegrown heart is one that longs to sleep with the windows open. One that longs to smell the fresh cut fields, Ride in the afternoon - bareback, and barfoot. A homegrown heart likes to turn the music up, grow something, talk to God and wear boots, because they are better. These hearts go fishing, play with dogs and play with horses. Homegrown hearts give it their all, everytime. They are true to themselves, and true to those around them. They have deep roots. But more important, a homegrown heart LOVES WITH ALL ITS STRENGTH.








Monday, August 30, 2010

GET IN THE TRAILER!!

The plan was to load and go to a clinic, where my boy could have his first ride.... the plan anyway.

Reality was a different story.
We had a rodeo instead.
I got it right in the hip bone, and we broke a metal buckled halter.  What didnt work??

The lip chain
The ropes behind the butt to pull in
grain
hay
pulleys
patience
time
rope halter
the buckle halter
etc

the plan?
go buy a stupid junk trailer, park it in the paddock and feed him in it... for a month. 
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