It's That Time of Year Again

On my way home today I was driving through our small town and noticed that the carnival trucks and trailers were starting to congregate for our fall festival.  It brought back memories of the most frightening thing that has ever happened to me.

Six years ago it was a beautiful Sunday.  My hubby and I had gotten up early to take our two race horses to the track about 25 miles away to train.  They trained well and I was very excited.  I love going to the race track in the mornings and when the horses train well it makes me giddy.  There is no other way to describe it. 

I believe that if you treat your race horse like a "class" horse he/she might just run like one (but that's a subject for a different post) so after we got them home from the track I began my ritual of rubbing and wrapping legs.  It was a gorgeous day.  The sun was shining and noises from the festival in town were drifting on the wind to our farm.  I had one horse tied to the wall in his stall and all of the sudden a hail storm came through.  It was downright weird.  We had built a new barn and it has a metal roof.  The sound was deafening to say the least. 

After this squall passed through I heard my daughter yelling for me.  "MOMMA!!!!"  I knew immediately that something was terribly wrong.   I ran to the old barn that we had not gotten torn down yet and found her lying in a pile of boards, straw, and dirt.  While looking for a litter of kittens that had just been born she fell through the floor of the hay loft.  Her legs were already starting to tingle and she didn't think she could move.  I ran to the house to get my husband.  Once he evaluated the situation he sent me back to the house to call for an ambulance. 

In Our Children's Eyes

Have you ever wondered what affect the passion for our "hobbies" has on our kids? The following is a paper my daughter wrote when she was seventeen.  (I typed it word for word and if she messed up be kind.  She was just a youngster). She did embellish the facts just a little, but what the heck - it was all in fun.  We haven't had any foals born on our farm for about five years for various reasons but we did breed one of our mares this spring and are expecting a mid-May baby next year. I have missed it tremendously and look forward to watching and waiting. Hopefully you all will check back periodically and share this exciting time with me. Continue reading to see just how deep my passion is rooted at least from my daughter's eyes. Enjoy!