You're Not A Horse Man or Woman Until...

Right, I've got an hour before I'm off to school my boy in this beautiful (note the sarcasm) british weather. So firstly I much apologise for my lack of posts, it's all been a little hectic recently, lots of work and very little play! But anyway, we're back so let's get to it. 

Since I'm having a horsey day in terms of working Milo, I thought I'd use this as a theme for today's blog. Many people consider themselves horse riders but I think it takes a lot more to become a horseman or woman than first thought, it goes without saying you've got to have fallen off numerous times and gained many weird and wacky injuries. So this is A Kiss From The Country's Alternative Horse Person Checklist. 

1. You're not horsey until you've spent a prolonged time (my record's 45 minutes) trying to catch you beasty... tit bits and everything. 
2. You're not horsey until you seem to secrete the smell of the stables even after three showers and a can of body spray... 
3. You're not horsey until you've shared most of your lunch with your horse because his pleading eyes seemed to long of a bit of your sandwich and you'd consider yourself cruel if you ignored him... 
4. Number four, you consider borrowing some of your horse's clothes because he has more than you, a sad but true fact. 
5. You're not horsey until you spend over an hour grooming and pampering your horse for him to immediately find the muddiest spot, roll, stand and give you that look of 'that's better'.
6. You're not horsey until you've considered that the world would be a better place if horses took over... I swear my boy's planning it, he's in cahoots with the horses in the opposite field. 
7. You're not horsey until you consider 'smart clothes' to be beige jodhpurs.
8. You're not horsey until you've looked into your horses eye's and seen the heart and soul of him, understood him, and allowed him to do the same. A bond between rider and horse is incredible, something me and Milo are working on four months into our relationship. 
9. Number nine, you're not horsey until you go to the yard clean and come home unexplainably covered in God knows what... and I mean covered, in your hair, down your socks, ladies, even down your bra... covered. 
10. Finally, you're not horsey until the thought of being without your companion brings you to tears, you treasure him and let him understand parts of you that no one else ever will. 

In four months, Milo's been through a lot with me, had me cry on his shoulder, laugh at him eating my hat and being told off more times than I can count, the worst weather we could have hoped for and ground like the WW1 trenches. But we'll get there, building up our relationship slow and steady at a pace suitable for him. 

He Does Love His Kisses!

Even now, I truly adore him, the bond between rider and horse is something that unless you have had it, or are lucky enough to have it now no one really understands. But I think this bond is what makes a horse person, the ability to let something so big and powerful be responsible for us, not only that, but being able to return the favour caring for that animal until the end. 

Right, coat on, boot's on, out to the field's we go... someone have the kettle on for me after? 

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A Days Dog Sitting

Phew... What a busy couple of weeks. It's safe to say that making time for blogging over the past few weeks has been hard but here we are... Finally! With the mud up to Milo's eyeballs and many of the sheep suffering with foot rot I've been playing vet, please can we have some sun now?

Anyway, readers will know that with three of our own, my family and I are quite doggy people. So when I was asked to look after two more (my Auntie's) I didn't hesitate. 

Meet Smurf, a nine year old miniature schnauzer... what a character! I've always loved Smurf but spending two days looking after her I'm smitten! In her mind she is clearly at least a Doberman if not a Great Dane, she'll stand up on her back legs and strut past anyone she passes, taking on dogs twice her size. What tickled me, when she shakes her whole back end comes of the floor, she shakes with such gusto it takes her a second to regain her balance. CUTE! 

Due to her... short nature (don't tell her I said that)... we developed a 'scoop and go' technique in order to save her from the worst of the mud. I'd scoop her up as we reached a mud patch and casually place her down after it, she'd hardly break stride sitting in my arms surveying her surroundings. Got a small dog? I recommend the 'scoop and go' technique! I don't think I'd be in best favour if I hid her in my wardrobe and refused to give her back, do you?

One Scoop of Smurf or Two?

Continuing the cuteness... Meet Indie, a rescue dog who completely loves her new life with my Auntie. She has the most beautiful temperament you could wish for. On their long daily walk, we ran them between us, Indie makes it look effortless, darting between my mum and I stopping in between us to chase her tail in excitement, while Smurf tries to catch up, her little legs going ten to the dozen! 

They are two lovely animals and I'm lucky enough to be dog sitting them again next week! YAY! 

Time to get my gravy bone treats at the ready. 

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A Phoenix from the Flames

My Grandfather is the typical country man, going gooey eyed over a tractor, but to say he likes vintage is an understatement. His tractors must be older than him... he's 76! 

Four years ago we had one of the worst things happen that could to a farm, our barn went up in smoke luckily it was stopped before it spread to stables and the house. What was the cause? The oldest of his bloody tractors, sparking from the engine. 

Now my poor Grandmother hadn't seen my Grandfather for a few hours when she saw the smoke from the barn, if you know Bompa, you'll know he often goes for a wander and as you can imagine she panicked and went out to search for him. 

With fire engines on the way, J.K was getting increasing worried. What she saw next didn't help the situation, my Grandfather... riding out on his oldest tractor... which was itself on fire. 

Apparently he just didn't have the heart to let it burn! I swear living with him gives me heart palpitations... It was quite a picture I must say. Like a phoenix from the flames! 

Until this day he still insists on using it, 'it's fine' he yells as he's half way down the field with the door hanging off. I quite often look out of the window for a break from blog writing to see it on it's side in a ditch with him dangling out of the doorless contraption because he simply 'tried to pull that broken bloody tree down and all I did was slide in with it!' Only for his friend to come and pull Phoenix out of the ditch with a nice shiny new tractor... 'wouldn't you like one of those Bompa?' Oh well, at least the birds who have made their home in the corner of the tractor roof still have a house... 

Anyway... Must go and get Milo in, or Moose as he's often called. 

Bye for now, with 

Beautiful Boho Style

As a crafter myself, it has always interested me what other people can do with the simplest of objects and Anna from Equus Spirit Jewellery is no exception. 

Anna, a British woman who relocated to Scandinavia has a talent to turn an old horse shoe into a stunning dream catcher following the influences of the Native Americans and the boho style. Most farriers just throw old shoes into the scrap, who knew they could be transformed into such beautiful decorations. 

Anyway, after finding some of Equus Spirit's work flashed across Facebook, I thought I'd take a look. Convincing myself that Milo needed another Christmas present (he didn't... he probably had the most out of everyone) I ordered a stunning White Feather Tack Charm, that arrived with me quicker than ordering something from this country! The western and native american influences make the charm incredibly unique, with Anna's work capturing the free spirit of every horse as well as celebrating the species as a whole, something I think is important as a thanks for what horses have done for us. 

It's safe to say Milo loves his new accessory, with the turquoise stone for protection and calm along with the Tigers eye for trust not forgetting the delicate feathers (delicate and Milo... there's two words I wouldn't have associated together before) and Tibetan silver leaf. 

As many of my readers will have equine connections, next time a birthday comes around, be sure to check out Equus Spirit Jewellery for handcrafted brow bands, to rhythm beads (my next purchase I think), dog collars and jewellery for the human as well! 

Beautiful!

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Speak soon you country bumpkins! With a Kiss From The Country.

Nothing Like Country Pub Grub

Christmas is a busy season, with the festive 'holiday' seeming more like a carefully planned military operation than a time of relaxation. But now as everyone returns to work and prepares for the easter eggs to hit the shelves in the local shops, I must get writing the many blog posts I have planned! 

For those who read on a regular basis, you'll know as a country gal I do enjoy a hearty meal so my family and I relish a good country pub and our local fits the bill pretty well, with wooden beams, a roaring fire, and tartan print as far as the eye can see.

The food is simple but tasty with a brilliant Roast on the menu every Sunday and we all love a good Yorkshire pud right? Eat well but in moderation. The friendly staff make it a lovely experience and the secluded little hide aways make it perfect for large parties or intimate, hand holding under the table type meetings! Don't worry though, if you do end up eating a little too much and rolling back to your car as I did, you'll soon burn it off the next day out in the country field when your wading through mud up to your eye balls! 

Roll on the promises of spring, when I can return from a walk without leaving a boot in the mud never to be found again (this has happened on several occasions...)

Anyway, if your ever around my area, I urge you to try The Talbot, walk into the warm and soak up the country atmosphere served fresh throughout the year!

Bye for now, I think I may just have seen the top of the red boot I lost two weeks ago... speak soon with 

Country Crafts

Hello again!

Well that was a busy few weeks, sorry for the lack of blog posts but at this festive time of year we all know how hectic it can get! 

Anyone Agree?

Anyway, as some of you may know my side line business is a small arts and crafts enterprise called Pure Inspyration, and last Sunday we attended our last craft fair before Christmas! I try to theme my stall on what I feel is appropriate for the event and as this was a Christmas fair tied in with my country loving ways I wanted to bring nature to Christmas decorations. 

Fall Wreath by Pure Inspyration 

This fabric fall wreath is just stunning, with hand crafted paper flowers alongside holly leaf balls, pine cones and beautiful brown flowers. The joy in making a product like this is it's versatility, not only can you thread some fairy lights through it for Christmas you can hang it on your door through the fall and summer as well. A wreath for any season! Each strip of coloured organza is hand tied in a bow to create the base which demonstrates how the rustic outdoors can create a stunning interior or exterior decoration. 

Pine Cone Wreath by Pure Inspyration 

After having much success from my range of fabric wreaths from blue sea side ones to the fall one above, I decided to venture into completely natural materials. With the glue gun at the ready and armed with pine cones, nuts and cinnamon sticks I set to making this original pine cone wreath which I'm proud to say sold within 5 minutes on Sunday *big grins*. The rustic colours and natural feel means it fits into any home from old fashioned farm houses to modern barn conversions. 

If you would like one of my wreaths or for me to make one bespoke to a design you have, please feel free to just ask. Prices vary depending on size and what you would like on it. Also feel free to check out Pure Inspyration on Facebook for more product photographs and items for sale. 

Anyhow, back to making... and nursing the glue gun burn I just gained... 

Speak soon, with 

On A Crisp Autumnal Morning

Waking up to the layer of frost covering the land and the stillness of the animals makes me remember just why I love the autumn. The beautiful coloured leaves that litter the ground and the chill that makes your nose go red! Being a photographer I relish this season, taking advantage of the morning sun shining  through the trees to capture some beautiful, unique and stunning shots, some of which have been featured in magazines such as the 'Cheshire Life'.

'The Golden Tree'

'Nature's Buffet'

'The Horizon Line'

'Frosted Leaves

'Colour of Nature'

Personally, I think the best way to capture the stunning side of nature and the countryside is to take natural shots, sometimes a posed shot is needed but most of my images are simply as I find them. I also think that having an animal in shot or some sort of focal point, whether this be a centre shape for example the sun or area of light, is important. I also tend to work on the rule of three, a handy tip for any aspiring photographer. Each photo of mine can be split into three sections which all balance each other out, this is explicitly shown on the Colour of Nature picture, as you see the bottom third is darker with few leaves, the middle third is brighter with less leaves and the top third in order to balance the others is as bright as the middle but with more leaves consequently creating a pathway for your eye to follow through the picture. 

The countryside lends itself beautifully when being a subject of photography is concerned. You can capture the ice that may only last five minuets when the sun appears for a lifetime through a lens. The next frosty morning we have, I urge you to throw on your dressing gown and grab your camera, go and see what beauties you can capture!

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