Black Feather Farm

French rider Olivier Garcia rides his horse Emir et Djugut inside a giant plastic bubble during training for the grand opening of the Stockholm International Horse Show at the Globe Arena in Stockholm, Sweden.

I am starting a give away this week. This will be the first of on-going give aways. I will post the free item this week and all you have to do is leave a comment, or just your email address and name on that posting. It's that simple. At the end of the alloted time {7days from the start} I will compile all names and pick one winner. I will contact you and get your mailing address and then send your item, I pay shipping too ! Also, let me tell you, I will not keep names or addresses for any purpose, no emailing or contact to tell you I have something new etc. This is just for fun, for everyone, no hidden agenda. So check back this week !

Here are a couple of necklaces done from the raven and friesian horse artworks. Click on the photo to enlarge for a close up look. The friesian will be listed on ebay {id- wildhorsemoon} and the raven will go into my etsy shop, which is not up yet, but is in the works !

My mom says I have authority issues. It's just that I don't like rules. I don't see what the big deal is, she never wore that hat anyway. And, that running amuck thing, I don't even know what she means. I don't think the neighbor minded that I was playing in her pond, so it couldn't be that. I'm sure it will all work out fine after that spaying day she keeps saying is coming up. She did mention it would include a short road trip and something about a one day vacation.

Hannah was dumped with her two siblings, down by the lake when she was just, I'm guessing, 8-9 weeks old. They were fed for awhile by a kind person who worked in the area. When I learned about them, I started driving out there to try to catch them. They were so frightened of people, they wouldn't come close. Only Hannah would come near enough to eat the treats from a spoon I was tempting them with. I was able to carefully grab her after several days. I enlisted my son to help me go after the other two, but when we arrived, someone had already nabbed the blonde puppy. We could see where they had moved some things to trap him in a storm drain, he was gone. Only the black brother was left. When he finally came out of hiding, he saw us coming towards him, he went running into the woods yipping in fright all the way. Then suddenly we couldn't see or hear him. We searched, and found him tucked in another storm drain. My son blocked his escape while I crawled through the other end...