We purchase a lot in our life as horse addicts and riders. But some items just protrude. Because of their quality, their looks, their durability or simply because they come in so handy.

Like my hat. It's a stetson felt hat, brown with a string around the neck. I picked it from perceived a thousand models somewhere in a store in Montana, US. I was wearing it on my trip home and gathered some irritated looks from urbane travelers at the Frankfurt hub. I…

Some horses don't defend themselves. Others might toss their heads, kick or bolt, but this kind stays still, their eyes become bigger, glaze over, their body shrinks and tightens. They tuck their tail, contract their mouth, grunt or gasp trying to tell us humans to back down because they are having trouble. But we don't listen, we don't see their struggle and we continue with our demands, our loud aids, our whips and reins and spurs. 

The…

Let's get personal. At bloggen.co (I am sorry, it's in German) I've read that list-posts are a nice way to get information across. They are easy to read and quite popular at the moment. So I thought I join the crowd. Here we go



11 facts you don't know about me (yet)



1. I have a deep affection for bumble bees and I am redesigning my parents' garden to the needs of the bumble bee

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Some time ago, I was working with a rather stubborn pony (I know this is a human quality and the horse isn't actually stubborn but just has not learned the appropriate behavior). I wanted him to yield his forequarter and move out on a circle. He did not want that. He threw his head, turned his head to avoid looking at me, crowded me or just ignored the increasing pressure. Not long ago this would have frustrated me. But I came across two important concepts that did have a…