an arena of senior horses & possibilities

This week has been relatively great with only one full day of work, a snow day and then a half day today; now the rest of the week is all ours. Tomorrow is thanksgiving, something that doesn’t mean anything to me because i’m grateful every day for what i have, my experiences and so on and so forth. Still — the time off is most definitely welcome! Today was particularly great because i finally got to visit a horse arena that i’ve wanted to visit since before we arrived in Laramie. Any one who knows me knows i’d prefer to be around animals and its a bonus if its horses. So i was incredibly excited about meeting the people, the horses and seeing the area. I felt it went very well. The people were wonderful and incredibly friendly. Their horses were precious senior personalities, old animals are the sweetest. The arena/barn itself was perfect. It had everything you could possibly need.

ranch ponies in the snow

Unfortunately i can’t be there as much as i want due to working full time. I already wanted to be at this barn 24/7 because its a perfect scenario for me, but alas there is not enough time in the day. I desperately want to put myself through a two week course at the Wyoming School of Horse shoeing, which costs a pretty penny, so i have to do the job that pays. But we’ll see what happens. I’ll still be taking some riding lessons and doing some photography/social media work for them in the future, but i’d love to get more involved in that if life allows. Maybe if i get lucky things will fall into place. I sadly don’t see us staying in Wyoming too long, we love the state — i REALLY love Wyoming! Unfortunately there are issues since we’ve arrived that long term may cause us to leave…  but moving is hard and sometimes it doesn’t quite fit right away so we’ll give it time as we always do. I hope for now that i can do the things i want to do here before we decide to leave. We shall see.

big shirts and snow boots. I’m supposed to dress office casual… this is about as good as i get with that. Haha. I’m not made for pretty clothes. Im made to have shit in my hair, wear old jeans and boots all day long.

I didn’t take any photographs as the bossman was showing me around, because i like to experience things first and photograph later (besides i didn’t want to be rude). So next time i go i’ll be taking some senior horse portraits and i’m so unbelievably excited. All the horses wanted attention as i walked through the stalls and by the arena. There was even a big soft draft horse with a fluffy winter coat that i got to have a little chat with. Draft horses are the horses i’d like to specialise in when shoeing and i was told once i’d taken the course in Cheyenne that i’d be more than welcome to practice on their horses for experience. That would be amazing, they even mentioned connecting me with a female farrier who has an excellent reputation. This just sounds too good to be true !  It’d be a dream to be a farrier, i’d love it and i could live anywhere i wanted and make my own schedules, be my own boss. I feel that i may be one step closer… a small step. But a step is a step and i’ll take what i can get.

Anyway, good night friends and sleep well.

novel idea

I was going to start by saying that winter is almost upon us in Wyoming, but it’d be a bald faced lie.
The snow has been yo-yoing worse than a cheap whore lately and it’s hard to plan for weather that can’t decide what the fuck it’s doing, but welcome to the West. It feels strange that we’ve already been living here for nearly three months.


I’ve applied for some hours at an equestrian centre that I’m hoping to hear from this week, and I really hope I can get some barn chore hours during the weekend. I’m made for tough graft not so much office lazing, I detest being kept inside and staring a screen for 80% of my week. Unfortunately I had to give up my little job at the antique place because I won’t be around in the holiday season and I can’t really be depended to work every weekend where I have to interact with people professionally.  A horse place I can handle, because I figure they’ll be more like me here… with any luck.  Its not a huge loss because it wasn’t supposed to be a long term thing, i only wanted a bit of income until i found something full time.


I’ve also been spending a lot of time working on my novel that I was supposed to try and finish this year, but I ended up falling a little behind. Right now I’m scouting around for possible literary agents that might enjoy my work but that’s slightly tedious as I know what I write is very good, but I don’t know that an agent will but I suppose we’ll see what it brings. I realize I’ll be facing a shite tone of rejections and it can take years before books get published, but all the more time to improve I suppose. Lately I’ve just been feeling the inspiration I was been lacking in New England so my fingers are truly growing numb with considering how much write  (hand write + type) when I should be working. I do my job but when there’s nothing else on my agenda I will write. Some days, much like today, I had nothing to do and wrote from 8am till around 4.30pm or whenever I’ll finish revising this blog draft. And realized something, something it’s taken years for me to realize. I am born to tell stories; whether it is on stage with an audience or whether it is through poetry and prose. It doesn’t matter. I have often imagined the life of a writer and what it’s like. The more I write and force myself to make time for it the more I realize that that’s for the life of me. I can be anywhere in the world and I can tell a story. Every day around 8:30am I do my writing exercise and each becomes a beautiful little prose of unimpeded emotion that needed to be filtered from my heart in order to make more progress with the main works. I’ve actually been toying with the idea of creating a little book of all my small exercise pieces, however as you can imagine I have many ideas in the works as I always am apt and so nothing will probably become of any. That’s fine, at least I bled to try.

I don’t know what the future will bring, and I don’t know that right now that’s so very important to me – what’s important is what we’re doing now. Planning trips to deadwood, guest ranches, Denmark and planning weekends at home with pizza, historical documentaries and picture editing. Don’t get me wrong I have an outline of things I’d like to do. Hopefully I’ll be taking a class at the University and in the spring I’ll be applying to attend the school of horseshoeing in Cheyenne. I genuinely hope this can come to fruition but it depends a lot on saving up the funds in time. I don’t even know that I’ll be good at it, but I want to give it a try as I’ve done everything else that interested me up till now. So I’m not about to stop learning and doing new things.  Besides I’m still holding on to that dream of my own farm with a horse shoeing station in the barn and a view of Nevada or Texas or even Wyoming outside the rolling door. Its right there next to the tall ship dream but whichever one comes is more than welcome, but for right now I’m living the cowboy life and it mostly feels like a dream.

I think for now that’s enough from me.

our first month

We’ve officially been here a month as of last week, and it’s already been one hell of a ride.
It’s been wonderful. Scary. Stressful x 10. Hard. Exhausting. But we’re here and we’re making it work. Many things have  happened already.
So in it’s honour — the anniversary of yet another big adventure —  here is a minefield of pictures from our first month back in the West.















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Jeg har tænkt meget på at skrive nogle blog indlæg på dansk, selvom det vil være svært for mig.
Det er mest for at øve mig nu når jeg ikke kan snakke det i min hverdag og det er noget jeg savner. Det bekymrer mig meget at jeg vil komme til at miste Dansk i mit liv.
Så idag prøver vi os frem og ser hvordan det går. Jeg har aldrig gået i skole i danmark så jeg har ikke haft undervisning i dansk. Jeg kan læse det og snak det, men det kan sku godt knibe engang imellem at udtale mig skriftligt.

” Øvelse gør mester..” 

Og nu må jeg heller tage på arbejde, kan i ha’ en god dag.

 Sweet Anime in her summery glory.