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How Did It Get to Be May?
May. 6th, 2011 11:23 amThank you so, so much to everyone who boosted the signal and sent back pings and book orders and mentee bookings and one lovely Camp signup. I did get flights to the Nebulas, and will be there with bells on. There is a public signing btw that Friday (the 20th) from I think 5:30-7, with masses of authors in attendance, so if you're in the area and are moved to stop in, come and say hi. And if you're attending the event, our panel is Saturday at 2:30, and is about backlists and ebooks and making it in the brave new world.
We are still more than a little wheezy at the price of hay, which has gone up 30% since the winter, so if anyone missed the book sale or the mentee sale and wishes they hadn't, send me a ping at capriole at that gmail thing.
I lost all my mail and all archives last week, destroyed when my mail program crashed and reinstalled in -just- the wrong way, so if you sent me mail and I didn't reply, that's what happened to it. I have no history prior to last Friday. Slowly rebuilding the address book, and hoping I didn't lose anybody irretrievably.
That was one bad Mercury retrograde.
Horses are happy however, and we've been doing quite a lot of that collection thing with Pooka, which feeds into my work with the mares as well. Finally really getting the feel for -being- his hindlegs with my seatbones, and being able to connect with his sacrum through my sacrum even from 20 feet away on the longeline. He can still turn into the warp-powered exercise ball, perch me on top and try to take off, but it's getting progressively easier to go from on to in, connect and collect and really, finally, ride the rocket.
The one who has the most trouble with this concept of plugging in is Camilla, on which more below. The ones who find it easiest are Gabriella and her daughters. The Girlz I would expect; they've been here since they were babies. But the Divine Miss G has been making up for lost chosen-human time in a very big way. She has that laser-beam stare on me All The Time, as Carrma does on T. And she demands her share. Yesterday she let me know she wanted Walkies. Walkies are a thing she is very good at. She has no problem leaving the herd, and she loves to explore. I think I may have found another Awesome Trail Horse(tm).
The Girlz are somewhat jealous of this, especially Ephiny who is not bonded (though we love each other dearly), but it's helping me figure them out, too. The challenging one, as always, is Camilla. I adore her, smile whenever I see her, but lately I've come to realize that it is about her. ( Something About Camilla )
We are still more than a little wheezy at the price of hay, which has gone up 30% since the winter, so if anyone missed the book sale or the mentee sale and wishes they hadn't, send me a ping at capriole at that gmail thing.
I lost all my mail and all archives last week, destroyed when my mail program crashed and reinstalled in -just- the wrong way, so if you sent me mail and I didn't reply, that's what happened to it. I have no history prior to last Friday. Slowly rebuilding the address book, and hoping I didn't lose anybody irretrievably.
That was one bad Mercury retrograde.
Horses are happy however, and we've been doing quite a lot of that collection thing with Pooka, which feeds into my work with the mares as well. Finally really getting the feel for -being- his hindlegs with my seatbones, and being able to connect with his sacrum through my sacrum even from 20 feet away on the longeline. He can still turn into the warp-powered exercise ball, perch me on top and try to take off, but it's getting progressively easier to go from on to in, connect and collect and really, finally, ride the rocket.
The one who has the most trouble with this concept of plugging in is Camilla, on which more below. The ones who find it easiest are Gabriella and her daughters. The Girlz I would expect; they've been here since they were babies. But the Divine Miss G has been making up for lost chosen-human time in a very big way. She has that laser-beam stare on me All The Time, as Carrma does on T. And she demands her share. Yesterday she let me know she wanted Walkies. Walkies are a thing she is very good at. She has no problem leaving the herd, and she loves to explore. I think I may have found another Awesome Trail Horse(tm).
The Girlz are somewhat jealous of this, especially Ephiny who is not bonded (though we love each other dearly), but it's helping me figure them out, too. The challenging one, as always, is Camilla. I adore her, smile whenever I see her, but lately I've come to realize that it is about her. ( Something About Camilla )
