Tag Archives: Montana
“Getting Thrown”
“Getting Thrown” One time, in my riding days in Downeast Maine, I went trotting up and down the neighborhood of Back Bay Road in search of the people who owned our right-of-way and shore strip. I needed to find them … Continue reading
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Tagged "punchin' cows", Abigail L. Rosenthal's "Confessions of a Young Philosopher", authors, blue ribbons, books, canter, Confessions of a Young Philosopher, cover design, cowboys, Downeast Maine, editing, ending, gallop, getting thrown, God, half acre, horseback, horses, horses and humans, inheritance, injury, Jerry L. Martin's "God: an Autobiography as Told to a Philosopher", last chapter, last ride, launching moment, life of the mind, Montana, Montana skies, neighbors and strangers, other lives, parental bequests, people from "away", proofreading, publishing, riding, right-of-way, rodeo, shore strip, taking a fall, therapeutic riding, title to land, Western horse, writing
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“Cowboy Up”
“Cowboy Up” Like many girls, I’ve always loved horses. What does that mean? I don’t know if it has to mean anything. When there were still dray horses on Madison Avenue, the household sugar cubes used to disappear into … Continue reading
Posted in Culture, Memoir, relationships
Tagged a moral man, afterlife, childhood, cow ponies, cowboys, Czar, dialectic, dray horses, equitation, evolution, high country, horseback riding, horses, Hussar, Montana, ranch, runaway horse, Texan, theories, Westerns, wilderness
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