Tag archives for horses

Brushing Chico is the most fun I’ve had in weeks. His coat is sleek and velvety, and with every stroke, a hundred little white hairs fall away, leaving his shiny and muscled surface quivering in the faint light of this century-old barn. The walls and roof beams are built with rough-hewn tree trunks, the bark…

I am glad the ground is soft—until I realize that I am standing in a pile of horse manure. I step aside and knock my boots against the post, then lean into the fence, clicking my tongue and calling to the horses beyond the fence. The animals are beautiful—black, bay, chestnut, cream and white, with…

It’s about time I got on a horse. I have zigzagged four thousand miles across Texas by car, but all the comfort and speed of machines can never compare to trotting a mile or two in the packed sand of Padre Island. Out here, on the world’s longest barrier island, the ocean meets the fringe…