One of the lesser known advantages of living in Canada compared to the US is that we can have fun with our postal codes – you can’t do much with a five (or nine) digit zip code now, can you? I’ll never forget my grandparents’

Vitall is all better now but has passed it on to me. Never the less, I continue to train with coughing fits in between. My boy has been a star since he has been back at work. The first few days back, I just did easy work stretching and work

Canada’s representative to the Young Rider World Cup in Frankfurt next week is Jaimie Holland and her lovely, lovely mare Fleurina. The pair won freestyle gold at the 2010 NAJYRC so they are well qualified for this exciting gig. I’m parti

Well this weekend I won’t be going to Uden anymore to do the practise show. Vitall has a bit of a cold so the vet suggested a few days rest and then light work with some antibiotics.  But earlier this week training went really well and I w

Sheesh! Why do I have to constantly remind people that the blog is where I get to unleash my inner curmudgeon when the mood hits me, even if that’s for weeks at a time every Wednesday? It’s kind of my virtual den or ‘library’

Winter has arrived here now, it has been minus 10 the past few nights. When you are riding your fingers and feet just burn. Anky is bundled up in 3 jackets teaching us but never the  less we continue to train :). We even had a bit of snow in the

Well, well, well. Yesterday when I dared to speculate on the real reason for the cancellation of the World Dressage Masters in Welly World, I had a moment of doubt that maybe I was being a bit too imaginative. I was not a little surprised (and to be

Now that it’s December First I think I can safely send my Christmas wish list to the North Pole and know that it will be taken care of. OK, I don’t believe in Santa. I don’t actually believe in much if I haven’t seen, touched

The new barn is beginning to feel like home.  The wooden stalls came up golden and bright after decobwebbing and a good power washing.  With it’s red cobbled brick floor, a head hanging out over every stall waiting for evening feed in

I’ve been so busy with events out there in the big bad world that I have been completely remiss in sharing all the many goings on right here in the Great White North (today that is a literal name for Canada – it’s even White outside