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     Good Morning,
     The last several weeks have been a flurry of activity as the final phase that completed the publication of my book fell into place.  Holding the book in my hands, I am humbled by its very existence.  Between the front and back covers, over 250 pages chronicle my life with animals from childhood all the way through the first presentation of Hoofbeats in the Adirondacks. 
      Finding My Way to Moose River Farm is a memoir that I am proud to share with those who feel the company of a horse, dog, goat, pig, goose, reptile, rat, etc... is among life's greatest gifts.  Enjoy!

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Girls and Horses; 2013 MRF Riding Recital

     Good Evening,
     Last Thursday night was MRF's annual riding recital; an opportunity for all of my students to demonstrate their hard earned skills for friends and family.  The group was small this year showcasing only 9 riders.  As I scan the many pictures that were taken to record the event I am taken by the riders' cumulative years of experience and the range of years that they represent. 
     At the lower end of the age spectrum is 8 year old Natalie who has been riding since Kindergarten.  She begins the season early in the spring and rides right up until the first snow arrives late in the fall.  Natalie enjoys barn chores almost as much as riding.  She also makes time to visit with the chickens on her lesson day at the barn.
     Courtney is the oldest student in the group.  A college Junior, Courtney began riding with her sister Lauren the first summer that we moved to Moose River Farm.  That was nine years ago!  They were both in elementary school and never missed a lesson during the good weather season.  Courtney now rides on Hobart's Intercollegiate Riding Team.  Lately, I've noticed significant development in Courtney's riding.  Her polished position rides with 'feel' rather than mechanics.  It is the one facet of the riding lesson that I can't teach.  She had to get there all on her own through hard work and lots of hours spent in the saddle.  The results make me very proud.
     Jessica and Lauren, two college students have also been riding at MRF for a significant number of years.  Lauren's long, lean physique on the back of a horse creates the desired image that we all strive for.  However, it is her cerebral command of the horse that impresses me the most.  Lauren is a thinking rider who mentally selects the perfect combination of aides prior to employing them on the horse.  Jessica is a natural athlete who can go months without riding and return to the saddle finding all of the correct buttons to push.  She instinctively rides each horse based on his appropriate needs.  
     In the middle is a group of young ladies who have been riding long enough to establish strong basics that enable them to command most of my upper level horses.  Alexis and Haley are becoming aware of the importance of riding between their inside leg and outside rein, a correction that reestablishes everything from the horse's focus to his balance.  Another rider in this group named Alex has improved her skills immensely in the three years that she has been riding.  Because Alex rides just about every day in the summer, she looks and rides like somebody who has been riding a lot longer.  Finally, Trinity and Jenna, two young ladies about to enter middle school also ride with ease established by their natural athletic abilities and strong command of the basics.  Jenna, an avid hockey player has strength and timing on her side.  Trinity rides with a relaxed nature; the result of endless sessions without stirrups. 
    This year's riding recital made me acutely aware of what binds us together at MRF.  We are all girls who love horses, who are connected to horses and who strive to ride our best in a way that keeps the horses happy.  Respect, discipline, assertiveness, and compassion infuse our relationships with the horses as well as with each other.  We all are living very different lives and are at various destinations along our live's journeys.  However, at the barn...we are all the same.
Photos by Michele deCamp

Courtney can ride Easau with calm, grace and...

...precision.

Jessica and Spirit demonstrate harmony between horse and rider.

Jessica and Spirit

Lauren encourages and challenges Joshua at the same time.

She raises his confidence and her own with the results.

Trinity keeps Tango focused on her requests...

... Otherwise, he makes his own decisions.

Haley reminds Lowtchee to keep going forward.

Haley also demonstrates riding without stirrups to establish balance.

Alex and Makia make it look easy.

Their's is a give and take relationship based on respect.

Alexis is another rider who keeps Tango's attention.

The hand-gallop is one of Alexis's favorite gaits.

Tago and Jenna demonstrate the two-point position.

Using the leg and the rein Jenna turns Tango away from the fence.

Natalie and Sandi demonstrate the steady ride that so many romanticize about...

...Truth is, it takes lots of hard work...

...and dedication.

What we all have in common is that at our core we are simply girls and horses.

        

One Gent and Nine Little Ladies

     Good Evening,

     Just returned home from a whirlwind trip to New York City, a little break in the acceleration of summer between July and August.  I love the city.  Neon blinking, traffic honking, aroma salivating stimulation bombarded my senses while traversing block after block from Penn Station to uptown.  

     And then I love to come home.  The simple pleasures of a donkey's bray, horse's whinny or goatie's blat never fail to welcome me back.  Thanks to Rod and a group of competent barn helpers, (thanks Alex, Courtney and Lauren), I was able to enjoy a brief hiatus from stall mucking and animal care.  

     Two weeks ago we agreed to take 10 surplus chickens that one of my students needed to find a home for.  We were excited to have chickens again, especially a flock of hens without a rooster to pester them.  Immediately, Rod began to build a coop for the chickens.  In the meantime the juvenile birds moved into our horse trailer for temporary housing.  

     Upon my arrival home, I learned that our young chickens had taken up residence in their newly erected coop.  This is not an ordinary chicken coop.  It is the Taj Mehal of chicken houses complete with a front porch and sliding glass windows.  The flock has spent the last twenty-four hours inspecting the generous space that the coop and attached outdoor pen will provide.  Six nesting boxes were installed later this afternoon which generated great interest from nine out of the 10 young birds.  In the last couple of days it has become apparent that one of the leghorns, (white chickens), is in fact a rooster!  Cock-a-doodle-doo!       

The chickens explore their new coop...

...and pen.

Finally, some dirt to scratch...

...and nesting boxes for egg laying.

One of these chickens is not like the others....because he is a rooster!  Surprise!

Rachel, Was it you?

     Good Afternoon,

     This weekend we celebrated a union on Raquette Lake.  Our nephew Will was married to Jill in the same picturesque setting that he visited every summer during his youth.  Family and friends gathered to share in the big event.  Although Rachel Phinney, (Will's grandmother and my husband's mother), passed away two years ago, there was no denying her presence at this beautiful Adirondack wedding.  To all my Phinney family I dedicate the following poem.  Did you feel her too?

Was it you?

Was it you who picked the date
then forced the weather to cooperate?

Was it you who safely guided family and friends to the base of West Mountain?

After the rain cleared out of the way
was it you who presented a rainbow over Sucker Brook Bay?

Was it you, I only caught a dash
twinkling from gems of the bride's pink sash?

Was it you standing still
with your arms wrapped around Will?

As he bestowed vows to Jill for the taking, was it you who kept his voice strong and from breaking?

Was it you, I thought I saw
gently waving from the ferns, leaves, and pine trees tall?

Was it you, in the church steeple
gazing down at the small crowd of people?

From every smile that warmed this wedding event, was it you radiating hope, good will, and a great time spent?

And when Donna and Billy were last on the dance floor, was it you sending best wishes for thirty-seven years more?

We all felt your presence, felt you near, felt your love, cascading down sunbeams sent from Heaven above.

While reliving fond memories in the chapel's wooden pew, from when I was your son's bride, were you with me, was it you?

Although you can't see her, Rachel was surely present with Will and Jill Geisdorf,
July 20, 2013.

It was you, Rachel, with us on June 7, 1986.

All in a Donkey Day

     Good Afternoon,

   Summer is in full swing at Moose River Farm.  The hectic school/barn schedule has been replaced by a slower all-barn-all-the-time routine.  And I am loving every minute of it.  The day is full of horse related activities.  However, there are other animals who catch my attention through subtle communications that insist I wrap my arms around their necks and lavish them with undivided attention.  Ah, this wonderful life lived among such fascinating creatures; so much like me and so different at the same time.  

     This is our donkeys' first summer in the Adirondacks.  Now that Frankie has been gelded, his aggressive behavior continues to ebb each day.  Bing is finally able to relax without his brother pestering every time the mood rises.

     A donkey day is full of all kinds of adventures explored between long intervals of grazing.  Bing and Frankie roam our property freely, choosing where they want to be.  The day begins before 7 am after breakfast which consists of two small horse treats.  The first order of business after exiting their stall is to roll in the sandy driveway.  Donkeys tend to this task with much more exuberance than horses do.  They roll over and over, back and forth, preferring to do so in the other's body print left behind in the sand.  Its not uncommon for them to pee in the same spot as well, much like two male dogs trying to have the last territorial 'word' before moving off to begin a different activity.  

      Bing and Frankie are never far from the barn.  Frequently, they seek shelter in the cool interior of the goat stall.  By mid-afternoon quite a crowd is assembled in there including the three goats; all seeking refuge from the sweltering heat and annoying bugs.  The whir from a single box fan provides background noise while the little herd patiently waits for evening to descend, bringing relief from the stifling air.

     The donks keep themselves well hydrated throughout the day by plunging muzzles into the nearest automatic water troughs.  Like kids at a drinking fountain, they take turns slurping deeply.  Occasionally, they squeeze their mouths into a bowl at the same time, draining all the water before the mechanism has a chance to refill.  These cooperative efforts are always a pleasure to witness.  Although the donkeys do wrestle and bite each other during periods of play, I have never thought that it was mean spirited.  In fact as Frank's 'stud' behavior dissipates, a more considerate demeanor is emerging.  Each day that goes by sends memories of demonic Frankie farther into the past. 

     In late afternoon Frankie and Bing return to their stall for horse treats, a belly-filling pile of hay and some much needed rest.  "Sweet dreams, little boys, see you in the morning." 

    The following photos provide just a sample of a donkey day full of enrichment and social interactions.  Enjoy!  

Photos by Michele deCamp  

Long ears swivel and focus so that a donk can keep track of what's going on.

Fiona and Frankie share a bit of gossip...

...along our daily walk.

Fiona is in the process of shedding her long winter bristles.

Our new horse, Gatsby, is introduced to Fiona and the donks.

"My what big ears you have."

♪ Grazin' in the grass is a gas, baby can you dig it. ♪ ♫

Bing and Spirit exchange greetings.

May you all enjoy the same peace, adventure and joy of a 'donkey day'.

Equestrian Family Reunion

     Good Afternoon,

     The long Fourth of July weekend is winding down today as tourists pack up their camping gear, motor boats and any souvenirs purchased from the Old Forge Hardware Store.  Once they have consolidated these items in or behind a vehicle, they will exit the Adirondack Park with memories to inspire them until they return next year.  But those of us lucky enough to call this region home have several more weeks of green piney pleasure to wallow in before the foliage begins to change.  I aim to make the most out of every second which will add up to countless hours spent in the barn with my animals.  

     Last week, MRF hummed with a slew of visiting "alumni" and family members including my sister Sue and niece Amy, (All Grown Up).  Between scattered rain showers we were able to ride horses through the woods after schooling them in the ring.  Another niece, Karly, (All Grown Up, Part II), who has spent many of her childhood summer days at MRF, joined us for an equestrian family reunion.  Courtney and Lauren Holt, MRF riders since 2004, (Hoofbeats in the Adirondacks, 2012), joined the fun as well.  To top it all off, my dear friend Cindy,(Healing with Horses), visiting from NC, spent a day at the farm too.  Each of their lives has lead them along a convoluted path.  However, its nice to know that every once in awhile they meander back to the barn where we can all spend a little time together in the company of horses. 

Karly/Lowtchee, Amy/Spirit, me/Makia, Sue/Sandi

Karly/Target, Amy/Joshua, from July, 2009

Lauren/Lowtchee, Courtney/Easau, me/Spirit, Sue/Sandi, Amy/Makia

Courtney/Windy and Lauren/Welby, 2007

Amy and her mother, my sister, Sue.

                        
   Amy, Windy and Me, 1989                 Amy and Makia, 2013

Frankie's Big Day

     Good Morning,

    Summer vacation is off to a wet start with so many chores to accomplish in such a short season.  Our yearling donkeys, Frankie and Bing, continue to entertain us with their endearing social interactions.  However, lately their playfulness has begun to show signs of aggression towards each other.  This change in behavior is not surprising considering that both donks are males on their way to sexual maturity.  Unfortunately, for Bing, Frankie got there first.  Since Frank is much larger than Bing it is clear that Frankie's surgery can't wait until the other donkey catches up with him some time this fall.  We were also hoping to wait until the fly season was behind us.  Oh well, if there is one thing that my animals have taught me, it is to remain flexible and open to change.  

     Yesterday, our vet arrived with a summer intern to 'geld' Frankie.  The procedure went perfectly!  Always a consummate professional and compassionate soul, Dr. Nightingale demonstrated once again how highly trained and knowledgeable she is in her chosen field. Whether performing routine surgical procedures, injecting yearly vaccines or bringing lasting peace to an aging pet, it is always a pleasure to have her at Moose River Farm.  

     As for Frankie?  This morning he greeted me with a beautiful soulful song before plunging his muzzle into a pile of hay.  Although a bit sore, he is anxious to reunite with his donkey brother.  Meanwhile, Bing is enjoying a quiet morning on his own with the goats.  In a month or two, it will be his turn to be gelded.  When that time comes Frankie can assure Bing that their aggressive behavior will soon return to playfulness. 

Frankie tries desperately to fight the effects of the sedative.

Bing wonders why his best friend is unable to play at the moment.

Dr. Nightingale prepares her patient for the 'kindest cut'.

Bing gives Frank one more nudge before being removed from the scene.

Dr. Nightingale teaches as she works.  

The procedure requires many steps.

While the front end dozes the vets tend to business at the other end.

It won't be long before the boys....

...can resume their normal activities!