Wishing everyone a bright and jolly Christmas and a very happy New Year!  Looking forward to some new and exciting adventures in 2011.  =:)-Shannon.
Assorted ramblings on farm life, studio painting and scultping, and riding endurance!
 Tommy has learned to be pretty stable and have good balance with the added weight he has to carry.  We started out with doing a slow walk on Monday, and by today (Saturday), we did our  first day of slow loping in both directions.   I was thrilled!
"Are you sure you really want me to Go..?"  "Yes Tommy...Go."  It is really interesting to watch the myriad of feet positions that a young horse goes into when they are sticky and not sure what to do.  It usually feels as weird as it looks.  Bless his heart, he's getting the hang of moving out more freely and easily as we progress. 
 "Maestros Bardic Compadre" a classic champagne sport pony stallion painted in December 2010.  He is Stacey Tumlinsons Bardigiano resin "Fabio".  I painted this guy a unique color based off of Maestros Bardic Gold - a real silver champagne sport pony stallion, and Sweet Apples a stock horse mare, in the ICH registry. 
 Woot! Raise the roof! That wistful thinking is such fun. Another somewhat less elaborate barn is pictured below, and I could settle for it too....
 Of course, these bucko huge barns aren't complete without an appropriately sized indoor riding arena..... one of sheer engineering genius:
 Stunning pieces of architecture. I'm sure they're somewhere around a cool million or so to build. No problem. Gotta go find those money tree seedlings and start planting.....
 Then there is the traditional wood framed rough cut rustic interiors like in the photo above. It's a warm and inviting look that I could easily fall in love with - but my ever leering fear and paranoia of a barn fire would cause great hesitation. I do love that old style look though....
In a way, they somewhat remind me of a dairy barn.... especially the one with the bell shaped doorway.
 And then there are always some funky barns floating around out there in the nooks of the big wide world. I liked this one pictured below, because it reminded me of an old cobblers building. Can't you imagine a blacksmith pounding on some iron horseshoes outside where those garbage cans are located? Kind of takes a person back to the middle ages a bit. This is an actual functioning barn (Rubel Pharms) and if you look closely there are some horses off to the left in the picture. I'm guessing this stable is probably located in europe or spain somewhere....
But amidst the daydreaming and trips into "la-la barn-o-land".... reality sets in, and I have to think reasonably about what is both feasible for our pocketbook and functionable for our location. I've perused the plans on this website quite frequently recently: http://applevalleybarns.com/
 Our Soay herdsire Grande Ronde Arne, in fall 2010. I just turned him in with the ewes and he is starting to grow his breeding mane out. It will eventually reach down to his knees, like it did last year. Love those thick long manes!
 Arne's a good looking fellow with his full curl and deep ruddish mouflon colors. =:)
 Arne's son - Mayfields Jumpin Jehosephat. Jumpin Joe will have some great horns when he gets older.  Even wider set than his father!  He'll make a really awesome herdsire for someone's starter flock. 
 Jumpin Joe is going to be a handsome guy!  I can't wait to see how he looks when he's fully matured.  I think that he'll make a spectacular ram.
 Mayfields Routan, another son of Arne. Rootie is a dark mahogany mouflon Soay ram with wide horns as well. This guy would be another one that would make a great herdsire for a flock.  He's a pretty dark color too...
 Rootie and his buddy Mayfields Loompah. You can see how much wider Rootie's horns are compared to Loompah's. They are the same age from our lamb crop this year.
 Nice soft sandy tracks. Loved it!!!!!
 Vet check on the second loop.
 Ox beugarded the hay pile at the check. People would come over and get a flake or two and take it to their horses by the crew bags and chairs. I had been sitting in the saddle for a long time, so I stood for 45 minutes and let him eat wherever he wanted to. He seems to enjoy it when he's in charge of the hay pile...
 R.G. "Dick" Root and the amazing Rocky. I love Dick's big horse, and cheer for him every time I see him at a ride. Dick is a veterinarian and knows how to get the most out of his great big fellow. Rocky is huge, and Dick is around my height and generally has to use a stock tank or a step stool just to get on the big boy. But once they get going - look out! Rocky hums along at a big thundering roll. It's hard to believe that this huge drafty fellow is a major competitor against arabs. Go Rocky go!
 On the third loop, the trail took us through these cool old cattle corrals. There was a stock tank on the far side of it, and Ox and I stopped to admire the pens. It looked like they had been there for several years and had seen lots of cattle use. Very cool.
 We had a long wait for the parade to start, roughly an hour and a half of standing in line. You can see in the picture above, entrants were backed up for 1/2 a mile waiting to go through. It was a huge parade this year - since it was the centennial - and Craig and I were entry number 161. There were folks behind us in line too, so I'm guessing there were over 200 entries that participated.
 Craig was all smiles and ready to go! He has the brokest horse that we own, (Dee) who has been though this parade a zillion times, and I was riding Nettie who has been through the Dress Up parade once. Both horses did exceptionally well. Unfortunately there was a wagon lined up behind us that had some issues halfway through the parade and almost became a wreck. But we were able to get out of the way without a problem. Sometimes these parades get a bit western - (and not in a good way), and it's best to be astride calm headed horses.
 A photo that my mom took of us. Thanks mom! The Eastern Oregonian also took a picture of us going through downtown side by side. I rode Nettie sidesaddle again with the bosal. She did wonderfully.
 Craig and Dee. He had a lot of fun and looked sharp. After the parade went through downtown, there was a serpentine of the entrants that went into the Round-Up arena for a big picture of everybody. We opted to not do this, because we had to get home and pack for an endurance ride coming up. But, if we had more time we would've been in the big group parde photo. It was a fun time and we got to see a lot of familiar faces. =:)
 Mom and I with smiles.
 Nettie was looking less than thrilled...  She has been through the Round-Up parade before, so she knows what's in store for her.
 We decided to get a little bit floral for the parade.  It was a nice touch for that long ol' mustang mane to get some pretty flowers put in it.
Both my mom and I had a really great time, and hopefully we'll be ready to do the Round-Up Centennial parade this year.  Pendleton is celebrating it's 100th anniversary of the rodeo, so the parade coming up next month is gonna be a big one!  The Muddy Frog Water was a great warm up for what's ahead next.  =:)
Suzette winning 1st place in light breed mares 4 yrs. and older. 
 The judge thought that she was cute, and we did okay with our showmanship.  We entered the green horse and green rider showmanship halter classes and got two third places.  I messed up the pattern just a little bit on the green rider, and Suzette wasn't quite as polished on her haunch turns for the green horse class.  But, we did our best.
 
 Walking the pattern.  For a young horse she did really well and stayed very calm, something we've worked diligently on no matter where we go.  I'm guessing that by the next show we'll probably be doing some saddle classes together, hopefully.
 
 Nettie and I in the sidesaddle class.  The judge loved it.  She had never had anybody in a sidesaddle class before, so we gave it a go.  Nettie nailed both loping leads too!  Woot!!!!  God, was I ever proud of her for that...  We were sporting the old single post 1905 western Congle, made in Portland, OR.  The seat's a bit beat-up on it, but it's still sound enough to ride in.
We had lots of questions from fellow showers about the saddle, and if it was a hard thing to ride. My reply was - it just takes practice.
Folks have gotta love the sidesaddle classes and support them, or else they will be dropped from shows.  I was really surprised to see it listed at his show, and I went specifically just to ride in that class.  Come hell or high water, I was going to be there to ride it!
Nettie doesn't have the greatest headset for sidesaddle, but she's learning.  I just need to keep at it with her.  It's hard to keep her squeezed with the leg to round her frame up to get the head down when there's nothing on the other side to squeeze with..... But she's improving every time we ride aside, and that's what matters.
 
 Our blue ribbon.  Not too bad for a scrubby little rangebred mustang!  It's hard to believe that I use this horse for endurance too.  Today was the first time that she's ever had a curb bit in her mouth, and she handled it very well.  I usually just ride with a bosal everywhere.
 
 Next was green horse and green rider english pleasure, and we gave it a go.  There were five entries in the first class and four in the next, and we placed second both times.  I really need to work on my posture when I'm riding english.  It's pretty obvious from the photos that I always look like I'm riding western no matter what.......something I need to work further on in the future.
 
 But sometimes riding in a western position isn't always a bad thing.....
This was a funny shot above.  The judge asked us to halt from a canter, and Nettie did a sliding stop like a reining horse!  I had to laugh.  It was a hoot.  Craig was giggling too.  It's probably a good thing that I had my feet forward and toes out, or I would've been eating an english mane sandwich.
 
 Our second place english ribbons.
 
 Last, we entered the green horse and green rider western pleasure classes.  Our first class we did great in, winning a first place out of six entries.  But, in the last class Nettie was getting hot and tired and bumbled her leads a little bit.  We got a fourth place.  She let me know that it was time to pack the trailer and head on home.
 
 Overall, a very fun day!
-Shannon.