Blackburn Legacy Ranch

12/29/2025

Welcome to Kentucky 😬

12/28/2025

The babies were having fun yesterday.

12/26/2025

I’m beyond mad. Tony was sharing Tawny’s pedigree with someone and he said, “Marti, it has Ironman listed as her sire.” I said no way. I know I make mistakes but not on that. He even had a screenshot from when I did it originally and it was correct (included in pics) so that was proof I didn’t make that mistake. I went in and checked the other foals and ALL my 2025 horses had mistakes everywhere and stuff I didn’t add. Butter’s was missing almost all his info and it said he was white and there was NO evidence of him being a real horse! Look at these pics! This is crazy…like who goes in there and changes your stuff? I put a LOT of time into this earlier this year and had to go in and redo almost all of it. I’m trying not to be too mad on Christmas after such a great day, but dang it, I worked hard on that!

12/24/2025

I guess this was the first time I have ridden Piper on the back of our property in the woods. She was a little nervous but she trusts me a lot. I thought she did well. She was a little spicy cuz I haven’t ridden her in a few weeks and just hopped on and took off. One way or the other a grand effort is gonna be made to show her in the ranch world next year. She hasn’t really been given a good opportunity to flash some of her style since a 2yr old ❤️❤️❤️

12/23/2025

If you like vests, go order one of these right now. These are the exact vests CR Ranchwear uses and slaps their logo on for a much higher price. I bought two last year and have so many compliments on them and they are just simple lightweight vests. On sale right now for $12.99.

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12/23/2025

Ha!

The age old mare vs gelding debate 👇🏻

We only keep mares around for our personal riding horses

12/23/2025

Opal’s withers come up to my armpit…I’m 5’7” for reference. She’s a big ole girl! Stocky as can be! She will be leaving us next month, headed for Texas. Her momma is due to drop a full sibling in February.

Side note, does anybody else have a hard time keeping their hoodie strings pulled evenly? 😆

12/21/2025

My family has always had horses. My grandad was a horse trader and so was my dad and his brother. I seemed to have been the only one out of all of our family to catch the horse bug. My oldest brother had a parade horse up until a few years ago, but that just wasn’t the same.

I don’t know how much I really talked about horses before and leading up to the age of 7, but we didn’t have horses for about 3 years due to moving when I was 4. But I must have bugged my parents to death asking for one. I’m gonna be honest I don’t even remember asking for a pony for Christmas that year, but that was hands down the best Christmas present I ever received as a child, even though my Cabbage Patch kid ranked pretty high.

My dad said he went to one of his buddies and asked for the most gentle pony he had. He took him to a field full of them and pointed to Ginger. My dad (or uh hum…Santa) paid $75 for that pony. When I woke up that morning there was a bag of brown sugar and a halter and lead line with a note from Santa telling me my gift was in the barn. I ran SO FAST. I’m sure I cried or screamed when I saw her looking up at me.

She was my best friend. I didn’t have a saddle or bridle so I rode her ba****ck all around. Unfortunately, this pic is all I have of her. She was too fat and look at me…I really don’t know why I was wearing that outfit that day 😆.

What is the best gift you have ever received?

12/21/2025

Sigh….so true.

Christmas changes after 50.
Not in a way that takes something away—
but in a way that reveals what was always there.

When I was younger,
I thought Christmas lived in the noise.
The torn paper,
the last-minute assembling,
the full house,
the early mornings that came too fast.

I thought the magic was loud.

But now I know
it’s quiet.

It’s in the glow of the tree
before the day begins.
It’s in the memories that arrive unannounced—
some sweet,
some tender,
some carrying names I still miss.

After 50, Christmas becomes reflective.
Every ornament holds a season of life.
Every recipe remembers a pair of hands.
Every carol opens a door
to who we were then—
before we knew
how quickly time would move.

I didn’t understand back then
how fast children grow,
how parents age,
how suddenly a year becomes a memory.

But here I am now—
older,
a little slower,
and far more grateful.

Because Christmas after 50
isn’t about the rush anymore.
It’s about the stillness that settles in
when you finally realize
that time itself is the gift.

It’s holding the people you love
a little longer.
It’s releasing what never mattered.
It’s thanking God for another December—
another breath,
another chance to love well.

It’s sitting quietly
and realizing the greatest miracles
were never under the tree.
They were around it—
every child,
every answered prayer,
every ordinary moment
that turned out to be sacred.

Maybe that’s the beauty of growing older—
you stop chasing wonder
and start recognizing it.

So here’s to Christmas after 50—
where joy is gentler,
gratitude is deeper,
love is wider,
and the meaning is clearer than ever.

And if you’re reading this,
may you rest in this truth:
even as the years change us,
God’s love does not.

It was faithful then.
It is faithful now.
And it will be faithful
in every Christmas still to come.

12/19/2025

Food for thought🤎( reposting again for those who need it)

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12/19/2025

Oh now this is FUN! Merry Christmas!