Friday, June 19, 2015

 Filly born at the farm summer of 2014, now she is a year old.  I will post updated photos of her.  Naughty by Night is her mom.  The filly's name is Naughty.  Actually she is for sale :-(  I don't want to see her go.. she's very sweet.  

Two horses that love one another and get along so well.  Knightly is retired OTTB and Mock is a 10 year old TB off the track as well.  They are turned out 24/7/365.  
Here is my beautiful boy in the snow this past winter.  2015_ February. 

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Horses and Tulips.

At some distant moment in the past, probably after seeing The Miracle of the White Stallions when I was a kid, I found out that Spanish horses were started at 4 years old. Back then, I thought it was a terrible waste. Then a few years ago, I was at a nutritional seminar where the conversation turned to options to prepare long yearlings to start under saddle. And I thought the same thing–what a terrible waste. Then this week I read an article that said the optimal time to start a horse was 7 years old, the age a horse has fully grown. So it goes, the horse world is not short on opinion.
I don’t want to start a debate about who’s right, what I notice is that horse lovers disagree from the start. We disagree on everything from age to training style to the right tack to use. Then we probably get defensive about it.
We compare the worst Dressage rider to the best Reiner, or the best Eventer with the worst Endurance rider and judge each discipline by worst example. Let’s not even start with breed preferences. Horse owners can’t even agree on what constitutes abuse or neglect.
We run the full range of emotions starting with joy. Beyond that fear, despair and sadness are probably inevitable along the way, and anxiety. Lots of anxiety. Then finally grief. We are long on passion for all kinds of horses. The crazy part is, we are debating with people who are on our side to begin with.
In the end, all of us are united: the most grizzled old rancher and the pinkest horse-crazy girl both get wet eyes and a runny nose remembering that certain horse.
The real problem isn’t with each other. The real problem is that horses don’t live long enough.
A horse’s working life is an arc. There is the incline at the beginning; We are always in a hurry to get to the best start, whatever that is. Everything is training and aspiring. It’s all looking ahead.
On the other end of the arc are the later years when arthritis is normal and the level of work starts to slide. He isn’t as fast or strong, he gets reluctant to do what used to be easy, until the day that he can’t hold us any longer. If you’ve done everything just right, he isn’t any happier that day than you are.
There is a sweet spot between those extremes, when a horse is physically at his peak; he is mentally solid and capable, and his muscles are fully developed. He’s working at his utmost and he’s sound! It’s an affirmation of all that he is… but that prime is finite, sandwiched between the years getting there, and the years reminiscing back.
We have to pick our battles: It’s always a mistake with horses, you might win some fights with humans, but we never win against time. Even if the horse is thirty years old we always want one more season.
The real reason we get cranky is that horses are fragile. Horses seem bold and strong but we know their secret. That their feet are small and their digestive system is a bit unstable. Even if we are lucky and everything goes well, they just don’t live long enough. Horses are heart-breakers. We know that in our hearts and we love them anyway.
This is the time of the year that my friends in the northwest post photos of fields of tulips–so outlandishly beautiful with large petals in bold primary colors. And such frail flowers. I don’t usually buy them cut because their petals bruise easily and their stalks go slack. Cut flowers are all about temporary beauty, part of what we love about flowers is their transitory nature. They just mark a small place in time, an occasion, with beauty. Cut or uncut, eventually flowers wilt. And we shouldn’t let their brevity ruin their loveliness or our appreciation.
Horses have so much more in common with tulips than oak trees, and that has to be part of what we love about them also. Even if it’s the part we hate about loving them.
In our barn, we have two horses that have been retired as long or longer than they were ridden. We have two young horses working their plan for world domination, and a couple in undefined places and not happy about it. And we have one big shiny horse who is absolutely in his prime–confident and proud. It’s just a snapshot. The best reason to have gratitude in this moment is that it can all change in a heartbeat.
It’s tulip season again and that means most of our horses are another year older. Happy Birthday to the whole herd! It’s easy to forget that every moment they are with us is a victory over so many obstacles. This year, lets celebrate the place we are in the journey right now–not the future and not the past–without blame towards ourselves or each other. Let’s celebrate the illusive perfection and beauty of horses, and let’s make peace with the rest.
Anna Blake, Infinity Farm.

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

2015_ Blizzard

Boston has set records during this stretch include: - Record 30-day snowfall: 94.4 inches from Jan. 24- Feb. 22, 2015.. we beat the record of the Blizzard of '78 when I first moved to Boston of 58.8 inches.  Incredibly, this 30-day total would be the third snowiest season!
Photo by: J. Towner
Temperatures were below normal for weeks, not days. Now that it's warming up, meaning staying in the 30's and not dropping below 16 you start to notice all the trash that people threw all over the place.  Somehow people seem to think that the snow will cover everything from cans, to papers, and crap everywhere...  forgetting about snow eventually melts only to expose all the trash.    But, hey.. let's enjoy the beauty of the white stuff in the above photo.  Ahhhh.

Saturday, March 14, 2015

2014 Icelandic Farm Vermont Trip

Why we decided to go to the Icelandic Farm in October one will never know, but hey that's what people do when they live three hours away and don't realize the weather could change on a dime. In spite of the rain and 20 degree mornings, we had the time of our lives and can't wait to go back. This year we will do the Trek early September in the peak of foliage and hopefully dryer warmer weather. Both my friends, Gail & Rachel independent of one another wanted to take this trip. Not knowing one another I put the deal together and once away in our own "vacation land" we were all separated at birth. Many a laughs and drinks later... We stayed at Landau Bed and Breakfast which I cannot rave enough about. The food, the owner... outside fire pit.. rooms, cat and friendly guest this is a must go back again type of place. Here is where we stayed.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Spring is here and it's time to get the camera out

 Besides taking great photos of horse's, save your horse's winter shoes and make this cool jewelry rack!  

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Beau had his Chiropractic Visit

My Missouri Fox Trotter felt 100% better after his adjustment.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Coic Surgery

The dreadful colic surgery ... symptoms had come and no one did anything.. just let the horse lie down quietly all morning. He even passed on his breakfast. May 2010 the 27the Beau underwent a cecal bypass and large colon impaction which was removed by two incredible doctors at Tufts in Grafton. Beau finally made it back to his stall by 8:00 AM after having been taken into surgery around 11:30 PM, and I was there to see him in his stall by 10:30 AM after have driven home at 5:30 AM in the morning. He was not looking all that wel,l and my heart melted. Ice packs on each hoof, IV drip from the ceiling, muzzle so he could not eat anyting and it also kept the tube that was taped to his nose in place. Reeking from anaesthesia after the long surgery that was not all. He would not be out of the woods for 72 hours. Rocking back and forth with fever, pain and discomfort, his frightened eye was softened when I would arrive for my visit with him. Our connection is very strong, and he knew he had to pull through; for either of us asked for this.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Post colic Surgery April 26, 2010


Every horse owners nightmare when your horse needs surgery due to colic. April 26th Beau stopped eating and was lying down in his paddock during turnout. When I arrived at the barn is when I noticed that his breakfast was still in his bucket and while I was cleaning his stall he was out back lying down. This is not right. His breathing was heavy and he never chooses to lie down if the option is to eat something. I called the vet right way and explained that he just started doxycycline, gave up eating and after walking him he finally passed some manure. We all thought it was looking good as he picked at his hay around 5:00 PM. That same night I was headed back to see him around 8:00 PM when I got the call from Rita, that her and Tayna were trying to get a hold of me. "I don't want to see Beau die, you better get here I already called the vet and he was on his way". Paniced stricken we were on on way to the barn. Beau was already wearing Poffie's halter and Tayna as such an angel as her and her daughter Yana are, they were hand walking Beau. The prognosis was to get him to Tuft's immediately, that he was impacted and there were no gut sounds. Beau underwent an extensive bypass of his cecum and by 8:00 AM Monday morning he was in his stall where he stayed for the next two weeks.

This was heartbreaking and we all kept wondering how did this happen? What could I have done to prevent this? Seeing him after surgery was tough, he did not look good, nor happy. The doctores looked worse, they had not slept nor been home yet and had done about three colic surgery's that weekend. This was a common surgery however, Beau's was not. The only do 6 - 7 cecum bypass's with a 50% chance of survival. We are praying he recovers and does really well. Thank you to the professionalism of the Tuft's staff, the caring vet techs and fourth year students that have dedicated their profession and time to these large animals. Without them we would have not made it.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

First Polo Lesson

Time to blog about polo. Yes, I have taken my first Polo lesson with James Gadea on a 19 yr. old mare name White Sox. She had just finished a game of polo and there I was feeling badly that I had to ride her in a beginner lesson. These horses are well trained, and not as sore as I was going to be for the next 4 days. The Polo Series takes place on the polo grounds of Glen Farm, 715 East Main Road (Route 138) in Portsmouth, RI, six miles north of downtown Newport.. I will have to post some photos of the "beginner" polo lesson.

Here is a photo I grabbed from the web site. James is in this photo.
For more information visit
the Newport Polo Club web site.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Flattery will get you...hmmm everywhere

... Was there ever a time in which you had to ask someone a favor, being so nervous the first thing out of your mouth was "you look really good today"? HA I think we are all guilty of that.. This is a great photo I found at And hey don't forget I take awesome HORSE PHOTOS so hire me to come to your farm and shoot you and your horse, with my Nikon 5000.

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