Yes, it appears that coreene is indeed the Earth Mother Goddess. I can just picture her in all her glory: tie-dyed Gunne Sak dress circa 1972, a wreath of periwinkle vines atop a head of flowing hair, a riding crop stuck in the waistband of her macrame belt…
Oh, I feel myself being pulled by the urge to rush out and buy Hambola an pretty, newly styled eggbutt snaffle. He hates his dee-ring. and his mommy wants him to be happy.
By the way, what is it with all you people and your jobs? I feel so alone during the day, what with mucking stalls and lunging horses and riding. Yesterday’s lesson with Hammie was “Transitions: A Necessary Evil in All Green Horses’ Lives” Ah, sorry, Hammie, but a half-halt is indeed supposed to mean something. It is NOT to be viewed as merely an opportunity for you to lean on my hands.
elizabeth, to me it sounds like Buster is in an ideal situation. Light a fire under that woman! She sounds like a wuss and Buster is just too smart for her!