Mystic Meadows Ranch

02/12/2026

Machi has gained 33 more pounds and Petrichor has stayed the same, which is fine by me as he's a good weight as her is for his size. 24/7 feed does well with my boys.

02/12/2026

There comes a season in life when you stop trying to fit into the version of yourself the world expected… and start listening to the quiet voice that always knew who you truly were.

Growth doesn’t always look like climbing higher.
Sometimes it looks like letting go, healing, choosing differently, and finally allowing your real self to step forward.

That isn’t starting over —
that’s stepping into your next chapter with wisdom you didn’t have before.

If you feel like life is shifting lately, trust it.
You’re not lost… you’re becoming.

✨ What is something in your life right now that feels like a new beginning?

02/09/2026

Not everything meant for you arrives in a rush.
Some things find their way to you slowly — aligning, unfolding, preparing you as much as you are preparing for them.

Patience is not waiting with doubt.
It is trusting that what is truly yours is already moving in your direction.

Stay optimistic enough to believe it’s coming.
Stay prepared enough to receive it when it does.
And stay steady enough not to chase what was never meant for you.

What is meant for you will never need to be forced — only welcomed. 🐎✨

02/09/2026

Snow days last weekend. It was beautiful

02/09/2026

Machi getting his feet done. He clearly loves our new barefoot trimmer Catherine. ❤️

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02/09/2026

The final shedding.

I’ve been noticing it more this week than ever.

Tufts of winter coat caught on fences.
Hair drifting across the yard.
That last heavy layer loosening and falling away.

The horses always know before we do.

Winter is ending.
Something new is coming.

They don’t cling to the old coat.
They don’t question it.
They just… let it drop.

And it got me thinking.

Maybe we’re the same.

Maybe this is the season to notice
what’s quietly fallen away.

Old habits.
Old stories.
Old versions of ourselves we don’t quite fit anymore.

Not everything is meant to come with us into spring.

So here’s a gentle question for you…

✨ What have you outgrown?
✨ And what version of you is ready to emerge?

02/09/2026

Sugarlope, my very first horse. Stubborn as a mule and would do anything for me.

There are horses that leave a mark deeper than years.
They may leave our lives —
but never our souls.

Maybe you haven’t touched that mane in a long time.
Maybe you no longer hear that familiar breath beside you.
Yet all it takes is closing your eyes —
and the heart remembers everything.

That horse from your past knew you
without masks or defenses.
It heard your silence.
It carried your fears just as it carried your dreams.

And if you still think about them —
it means the bond was real.
Because true horses never disappear.
They wait quietly in our memories,
where love has no ending 🐎🤍

02/09/2026

Two feet can carry the body.
But four can lift the soul.

This photo is not about loss.
It’s about a path that didn’t end.
About freedom that found a different form.
About movement that begins not with legs — but with the heart.

The wheelchair stays behind, like silence after a heavy question.
Ahead — a horse. A steady rhythm. Dust beneath the hooves.
And the feeling that the soul can breathe again.

A horse doesn’t ask who you were yesterday.
It feels who you are right now.
And when you sit in the saddle,
fear steps back and limits fade away.

Because sometimes,
it is four hooves
that remind a human
they can still fly.

01/31/2026

Sometimes those who have gone never truly disappear.
They simply return as light.

He sits in silence, head bowed,
and beside him stands the one who knew him without words.
The one who was strength when strength was gone.
The one who heard the heart before the thoughts were formed.

Light does not embrace —
but it warms.
It does not speak —
but it brings peace.

They say a true bond does not break, even after goodbye.
It becomes a quiet sign in the darkness,
a presence you feel beneath your skin.

And maybe this is how they stay with us —
when we need not words,
but simply not to be alone. 🐎✨

01/31/2026

Ready for the ice storm last weekend. This weekend it's lots of snow. I don't normally blanket but Machi is getting up there in age. Thoroughbred's drop weight too quickly. Petrichor not so much but he's more of the old fashioned Thoroughbred breeding. He looks more quarter Horse and tends to keep his weight like one too.