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The First Debate -- Well Done, Secretary Clinton!

by Susan Fay on 09/26/16

"As soon as he travels to 112 countries and negotiates a peace deal, a cease fire, a release of dissidents, an opening of new opportunities and nations around the world or even spends 11 hours testifying in front of a congressional committee, he can talk to me about stamina." 

~ Hillary Clinton's response to Donald Trump's assertion that she lacks the stamina to be president of the United States

I, too, am America.

by Susan Fay on 09/22/16

  I, Too, Sing American by Langston Hughes
I, too, sing America.

I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,
But I laugh,
And eat well,
And grow strong.

Tomorrow,
I'll be at the table
When company comes.
Nobody'll dare
Say to me,
"Eat in the kitchen,"
Then.

Besides,
They'll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed--

I, too, am America.

When I Have Reached My Autumn...

by Susan Fay on 09/21/16

The way the morning sunlight plays through the grape leaves in the orchard is enchanting.  It inspired this photo and prayer.  Enjoy!

Dear God,

When I have reached my autumn

Please make me a leaf

That I, too, on losing my chlorophyll

Might be revealed in all my glory

 

May the wear and tear of this life

The nicks, rips, and brown spots on my surface

Not detract

From the brilliant golds, greens, and reds

Which define

The "content of my character"

The rich, organic nature of my soul

 

Bless you, God

For this magnificent life I am living

And please remember

To make me a leaf

When I have reached my autumn

Sungolds

by Susan Fay on 09/18/16

It has not been a good year for tomatoes.  My heirlooms are still green on the vine and the Romas a just barely starting to come on.  It's mid-September!

Thankfully, my Sungolds are going strong.

Drifty Grazing in the Morning Light

by Susan Fay on 09/18/16

My horses are always teaching me something.  Of all the horses I've known, a fourteen year-old bay roan mare named Drifty has taught me the most.  Six-and-a-half years ago, I fell in love several photos of Drifty that appeared in a "for sale" ad on the Fisher Quarter Horses web site.

After multiple phone conversations with Leo Fisher, I made the drive up to Winlock, Washington.  There, I got to meet Leo and Laurel's foal crop, the geldings, stallions, and broodmares.  I was impressed with the horses' calm temperaments, sturdy conformations, and colors.

Most of all, I fell in love with Drifty.  She was big-as-a-house pregnant and hadn't been ridden in years but that didn't stop Leo from haltering her and trotting her around the pasture full of broodmares.  Bareback.

I was so impressed that I promptly went home and sold a camera lens and a saddle so I could buy Drifty.  Looking back, it was the best heart-driven decision I've ever made.

Drifty trailered home like a dream and backed out of the box with ease.  We discovered that she had horse lice, so we put her in the wash rack and gave her a bath.  She stood quietly for her scrubbing and the ensuing insecticide dusting. 

Leo had warned us that Drifty had never been stalled, so we were expecting a little bit of drama.  Never happened.  Drifty circled her stall three times and settled in like a champ.

Like most eight year-old horses, Drifty had some baggage.  She was incredibly head shy and her front end was muscle bound to the point of soreness.  We didn't start her under saddle until she had delivered a beautiful blue roan filly, Jetblue.  While Drifty was a sweetheart on the ground, riding her had felt like sitting astride two tons of Tasmanian devil with a short fuse.

From a training perspective, Drifty was a very tall, very dangerous feeling order.  It's taken six years to hit our stride, six years in which I've grown tremendously.  My sense of a horse and my thoughts on what it means to be a true horsewoman have entirely shifted during that time.

Drifty taught me how to work with an ultra sensitive horse, to win her trust and create a meaningful bond.  I'm still learning and incredibly thankful for my time with Miss Drifty.

"You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one.  Each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own.  It's just a matter of paying attention to this miracle."
 Paulo Coelho
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