My favourite numbers?
Elliot and Lucy singing Ed Sheeran:
The 2000 glow sticks that went into Radioactive:
And this Sam Smith medley, because a) that kid can sing, and b) when those four young gents start to harmonize at around 2:40 I get goosebumps.
And then – a horse show!
On today's agenda – laundry. Also a nap.
With the thermometer hovering around the -35 mark (and the windchill even colder) you start to hear Canadians say things like "it's kinda chilly out there".
The barn this weekend? It was, well... really cold.
The cats that are normally out and about and in the centre of things were hiding in the sunny (and heated) tack room. No amount of calling and coaxing would bring them out.
The horses spent a bit more time in the stables than usual so we popped in to give Thief a little light exercise. Not ten minutes in the indoor arena and Emory's cheeks were a bright red and Thief had icicles on his whiskers! It was cold indeed. Thank goodness for layers (and layers!) of wool.
(this would be the indoor handle!)
Oh, what a love that boy is!
This is Thief, the new horse that Emory is now co-boarding. My, did she ever love her Bella but girls grow and ponies don't and the sad day came when she needed to pass Bella on to another girl that will love her and spoil her (and love her and spoil her she does!) and move on to a larger pony.
The first time Emory rode Thief she was unsure about whether or not she'd like him, but I do believe this boy has quietly stolen my girl's heart and she is once again in love (if all the kisses he receives are any indication).
In early December I came across this pattern while searching 'hats for pets' (that's a whole other story/post). It's quite a clever pattern, with a tab knit on the inside for the crown strap of the halter to fit through (this holds the hat in place without any weight on the horse's ear).
Other than the fact that the pompom tickled his eye every once in a while I don't think he even knew it was there. He really is a good boy though, and such a love, and really very, very handsome in his Christmas hat.
(ravelry notes here)
Emory, my mom, and I spent the weekend up north at a family friend's farm. It's the farm I visited on weekends and school holidays as a child, and the one that Emory now looks so forward to spending time at. Catching up with dear friends, riding and grooming horses, admiring the beautiful gardens... it's all wonderful stuff!
Emory and I had a visit earlier this week to a Gypsy Vanner ranch near us. We were immediately greeted by the sweetest little girl with the cutest little cowboy boots who gave us a tour, talking non-stop the whole time about the calves and the cows and the calves and which one is your favourite? and aren't they just sooo cute? and here's the barn and there's our house and that's my brother and I'll show you the baby calves... Oh goodness, I could have just taken her home with me!
(just for the record, the baby calves were awfully cute)
And then there were the horses. Oh! My!
(This black mare, Tarrah, is due to foal early July – we even saw the foal moving around and kicking inside her!)*
Gypsy Vanners are well known for their long, double manes, their beautiful tails, their full feathers (the hair on their legs), and their moustaches.
They're also known as a very gentle breed. We were told "As beautiful as they are on the outside, that's how beautiful they are on the inside" and while we were there we saw that they certainly did have a very friendly and easy-going temperment, obviously loving human attention. It sure is true what they say – when you meet a gypsy for the first time, you'll immediately fall in love.
These last photos taken by Emory:
Oh! The moustaches!
* for a fantastic true story about Tarrah adopting an orphaned foal take a look at this (there's a link to a video at the end that will just have you in tears for the joy of it)
As I'm sure it is in houses across the country, Halloween costume ideas are tossed around all year, decided upon, changed, and then changed again. To add to the costume mix in our house, we're also known to make one for a horse. Yes, that's right, a horse (other years are here, here, and here).
This year's making included some blue gingham and red sparkles as well as some theme-song singing (and maybe just a bit of dancing) from this here mom, which resulted in much eye-rolling from her daughter. "Weeeee're of to see – " Oh mom, please.
Bella was very good with her costume on, except for the little fact that she thought Emory was her own personal snack machine and we had to keep replacing the scarecrow's hay!
(but seriously, doesn't she just rock the ruby slippers - all four of them!)
From Dorothy, Toto, and the scarecrow – a happy Halloween!
Homeschool day at Doon Heritage Village, where she searched until she found the field of horses
and this one came to her when she called
and let her pick the burrs out of her forelock
and pet her for the rest of the afternoon. My girl, she does love horses.