Life is about learning our own limits as much as expanding them. It has been said that if you fail to prepare you are preparing for failure. I had epitomized that by buying a horse I did not have the experience or knowledge to safely ride.
I figured I'd play the good, if aloof, son lingering in Draft Horse Town, chatting up the chuckwagon drivers, hobnobbing with the blacksmiths. But I had no idea how the Stampede changes even the most stubborn gait.
It's easy to obtain corporate sponsorship as a world-ranked gymnast or swimmer. But wanting to fly you and your horse around the globe for international competition? You'd better be either a CEO's family or absolute royalty.
The weather was great, which always helps -- mild and breezy with sunshine and puffy English clouds, and even the royals showed up to watch Zara. William, Harry, Camilla, and few more sat in the stands or strolled the grounds with everyone else.
It may take a village to rear a child, but it takes more of a kingdom to raise an Olympic event horse. Which is why if you are just part of a rider's family like I am, it is a challenge to get one of Karen's packet of complimentary Olympic tickets.
The lore and the legend of the horse whisperer honors a whisper heard, not spoken. That all of us could learn to hear and understand horses better might matter to some more than others. That we might all learn to hear and understand one another better matters to us all.
I became uncomfortably aware that my business was desired when I started getting brochures in the mail from Moloney Family Funeral Homes Inc., which has half a dozen locations on Long Island, N.Y., where I live (for the time being, anyway).
It's hard to believe that Queen Elizabeth II ascended to the throne sixty years ago this February. In the words of the late historian John Grigg, "Elizabeth II deserves praise for having been a bastion of stability in an age of social and moral flux."