tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post8794558762678709718..comments2024-03-01T06:49:59.106-05:00Comments on Behind the Bit: Scarf giveaway! A thank you to BTB'ersStacey Kimmel-Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08498926535389535263noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-21143943803783466042013-12-06T21:34:34.187-05:002013-12-06T21:34:34.187-05:00My favorite memory is my first horse was a surpris...My favorite memory is my first horse was a surprise Christmas gift from dad. I named her Misty and she was to much horse but I finally grew into her.<br /><br />roddjackson at hotmail dot comAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16824753994688859947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-60145710338561612882013-12-04T08:26:49.358-05:002013-12-04T08:26:49.358-05:00Every year, I would decorate my barn with lights a...Every year, I would decorate my barn with lights and wreaths on the door. It was a major pain in the butt getting the doors opened and closed around the extension cords, but it looked so pretty. Susannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-31883415575392024642013-12-03T17:48:04.472-05:002013-12-03T17:48:04.472-05:00My favorite holiday memory with horses? Going Chri...My favorite holiday memory with horses? Going Christmas caroling on horseback with my club! We dress the horses up with ribbons and bells, and walk through the neighborhood singing for everyone.Shadow Riderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02015365019108553741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-56245443131936401482013-12-03T10:20:47.202-05:002013-12-03T10:20:47.202-05:00My holiday tradition has always been to go out Chr...My holiday tradition has always been to go out Christmas morning and give each of the horses a few extra treats with their breakfast, and spend a little time relaxing and exchanging scritches before the holiday (which also happens to be my birthday) gets hectic.<br /><br />My favorite memory, though, is going out to do horse chores on Christmas eve one year, I think I was 15 or 16. It was a clearAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05374839043421542697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-87656136400234786692013-12-03T08:40:12.922-05:002013-12-03T08:40:12.922-05:00We have two holiday traditions with the horses and...We have two holiday traditions with the horses and donkeys. On the night of winter solstice we carry bags of treats out on a walk around our farm - corn for the deer, peanut butter birdseed pine cones for the birds, apples and carrots for the equines. We use candles to light our way and the horses get so very quiet and still when we approach. I have readings for the solstice that we do when we&#billiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18187141867284800597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-9845871754201295992013-12-03T08:10:54.717-05:002013-12-03T08:10:54.717-05:00My favourite holiday memory with horses...? Hmm......My favourite holiday memory with horses...? Hmm...probably going out to the barn on Christmas morning as a kid to feed my horses. They were my best friends during my high school years. This year - I'm looking forward to feeding my guy some treats at my own barn at my house (after 20 years of boarding/not having horses...)Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07940386405998853917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-329833006850632882013-12-02T23:26:05.311-05:002013-12-02T23:26:05.311-05:00Four years ago, I was leasing a horse, Clinton, wh...Four years ago, I was leasing a horse, Clinton, who I bought six months later. I'd been riding him for a month or so, and while I was falling head over heels in love, he was taking his time warming up to me. On Christmas Eve, I stopped by the barn to give him some holiday treats. He was laying down in his stall, and when he saw me, he gave me a small whicker....the first time he'd really Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09524787319839799980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-3123484895906669092013-12-02T19:02:24.836-05:002013-12-02T19:02:24.836-05:00For years my favorite tradition was stealing an ho...For years my favorite tradition was stealing an hour from the hub-bub of holiday preparations every Christmas Eve, hopping on my trusty TB and heading out for a hack thru the woods. Usually it was snowing and we had the woods to ourselves. Everything was covered with white, and the two of us shared a quiet world. Then I'd start singing Christmas carols and every single time my horse wouldStilllearninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16563077467348752977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-31974254847182847412013-12-02T18:59:52.538-05:002013-12-02T18:59:52.538-05:00Five years ago yesterday, I bought a gangly 5 year...Five years ago yesterday, I bought a gangly 5 year old gelding that has become my other half. He was mostly unhandled and lived in a pasture for his first 4 years and then was rough handled by the cowboy that started him. As a broke grad student desperate for some time with horses, when I was offered an opportunity to ride for free (since no one had touched him after returning from the breaker) ILinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-62448599478795157432013-12-02T18:52:20.957-05:002013-12-02T18:52:20.957-05:00Until recently - the yearly horsey tradition was a...Until recently - the yearly horsey tradition was a post Thanksgiving trail ride on our two awesome Banker ponies. <br /><br />Saddle bags stuffed with seen better days Christmas decorations + adult beverages, we'd head into the maritime forest on the well worn path out to the beach. Decorating a few spots within an inch of their lives, and savoring how surprised and enchanted those who Calm, Forward, Straighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08360276614916635500noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-64895673042045992842013-12-02T17:33:14.001-05:002013-12-02T17:33:14.001-05:00My favourite holiday tradition - well I actually h...My favourite holiday tradition - well I actually have 2. First, I love going to the barn after we've stuffed ourselves on christmas morning with breakfast and before dinner, just to say hi to the ponies and give them a treat. Second, I love our New Year's day ride at the barn. What better way to ring in the new year than with our horses, right?Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17147639993763041026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-73118038966263035302013-12-02T16:41:32.781-05:002013-12-02T16:41:32.781-05:00My favorite memory is when my old App was just 3 o...My favorite memory is when my old App was just 3 or 4, I rode bareback for a quick trail ride around the 20+ acre cow pasture he lived in. There was about 6-12 inches of snow on the ground and all was silent. As we came to the top of a hill, the wind had created a snow drift and we ended up going through the drift that was tall enough that my feet made marks in the snow as my App plowed throughappydoesdressagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03247747981543003242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-65771148411380865982013-12-02T16:26:12.063-05:002013-12-02T16:26:12.063-05:00My favorite holiday tradition has given me lots of...My favorite holiday tradition has given me lots of memories. I do my best to start every year on the back of a horse, even if I can only sit on its back in a stall. But I've also had some lovely rides, sometimes bareback on cold, snowy days....Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01550786937196525098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-58284209609223950822013-12-02T14:58:08.760-05:002013-12-02T14:58:08.760-05:00Hey, we appreciate you, too! :) That is a gorgeous...Hey, we appreciate you, too! :) That is a gorgeous scarf. Glad you treated yourself, as you deserve it with all the difficulties lately. <br /><br />My favorite "holiday with horses" memory is from just a couple years ago. I don't have my own horse, but I'm fortunate to be able to ride my friend's giant German WB gelding. They have both been a part of my life for over 10 RiderWriterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05679157278313699794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-9873796675889808412013-12-02T14:37:45.945-05:002013-12-02T14:37:45.945-05:00My horse is bright chestnut and on Christmas day w...My horse is bright chestnut and on Christmas day we ride out on the trail; he's in a green quarter sheet, curly ribbon with jingle bells in his mane and I'm in Christmas colors as well. We look very festive and we get a lot of waves from passersby.<br /><br />Tis the season!TBDancerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03889066602819359591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317822193674196694.post-60824434488881429002013-12-02T13:10:17.917-05:002013-12-02T13:10:17.917-05:00One of my best memories is when I still lived on t...One of my best memories is when I still lived on the east coast and it actually snowed on Christmas. I hoped on my horse bareback with her blanket still on and we rode down the trails though a foot+ of snow with more swirling down around us. It's one of my best memories of her.Olivia @ DIY Horse Ownershiphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16138490796669110523noreply@blogger.com