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Nov. 22nd, 2011 09:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dancing_crowthe red horse was spicy when I was tacking her up, so I put her on a lunge line (figuring I couldn't fall off a lunge line) and she stuck her head in the air and cantered, hard. No bucking, no fussing, no spooking, just hard forward motion. I slowed her down, and got a nice trot, and turned her, and she set off again cantering hard.
She was fine after that. She probably would have been fine before that, I'm just really defensive these days. Suzanne had us working over a fan of three poles; normal trot strides in the center, collected at the thin end and extended at the wide end.
We are fighting the Kaboose's tendency to curl up in her neck and load her shoulders. She's had this tendency for as long as I can remember, Suzanne says it is an unusual evasion, and getting her out of it is harder than she'd thought it would be. We were joking about a reverse martingale, maybe attached to my head, so we'd both have to keep our heads up, looking where we're going.
Alice and I decided to do some early Santa Clausing, so we're making four rhinos and hippos for the young cousins we're visiting for Thanksgiving. Fabric acquired last night, pieces cut out last night, tonight we started to sew. They go together pretty quickly - fleece is kind of miraculous that way, but Alice stuffed the second one and it looked... really wrong. I realized I'd stitched its head onto its ass, and I came downstairs to decompress. I'll fix it tomorrow, decapitating it and putting its head where a head generally goes. (no, it doesn't actually have its head up its ass, that would be an inside out kind of deal and not right at all. it simply has its head at the wrong end)
She was fine after that. She probably would have been fine before that, I'm just really defensive these days. Suzanne had us working over a fan of three poles; normal trot strides in the center, collected at the thin end and extended at the wide end.
We are fighting the Kaboose's tendency to curl up in her neck and load her shoulders. She's had this tendency for as long as I can remember, Suzanne says it is an unusual evasion, and getting her out of it is harder than she'd thought it would be. We were joking about a reverse martingale, maybe attached to my head, so we'd both have to keep our heads up, looking where we're going.
Alice and I decided to do some early Santa Clausing, so we're making four rhinos and hippos for the young cousins we're visiting for Thanksgiving. Fabric acquired last night, pieces cut out last night, tonight we started to sew. They go together pretty quickly - fleece is kind of miraculous that way, but Alice stuffed the second one and it looked... really wrong. I realized I'd stitched its head onto its ass, and I came downstairs to decompress. I'll fix it tomorrow, decapitating it and putting its head where a head generally goes. (no, it doesn't actually have its head up its ass, that would be an inside out kind of deal and not right at all. it simply has its head at the wrong end)