tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721699631305175272.post2187224971821066096..comments2018-05-13T16:15:29.588+01:00Comments on GeraniumCat in the Garden: Bridle Paths by A.F. TschiffelyJodie Robsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02442935205880334932noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721699631305175272.post-78212661202098051262009-07-17T11:37:15.277+01:002009-07-17T11:37:15.277+01:00Welcome, Lou, and thank you for the recommendation...Welcome, Lou, and thank you for the recommendation - it's just the kind of book I like to read, and available at Amazon UK as well. You might be interested in a review I wrote about a US publication, at http://geraniumcatsbookshelf.blogspot.com/2009/01/waiting-for-coyotes-call.html<br /><br />Hot summer's day? Hmmm, here it is cold and rainy - as my husband said this morning, it's not at all bad really - for November.Jodie Robsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02442935205880334932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721699631305175272.post-76705643645468212072009-07-16T18:36:38.829+01:002009-07-16T18:36:38.829+01:00Good afternoon from Texas. I was captivated by you...Good afternoon from Texas. I was captivated by your blog today. I am happy to have stumbled upon it. One entry on Henry Williamson led me to a book he wrote about an old Norfolk farm that he bought and struggled to renovate. It reminded me of one of my favorite books about nature and rural life in North Central Texas(wjere I live), by a Dallas writer, John Graves. His book is called 'Hard Scrabble.' Perhaps you might enjoy it: Here is a link to information about it. <br />http://www.amazon.com/Hard-Scrabble-Observations-Patch-Land/dp/0870744720<br /><br />Kind good wishes on a hot summer day. 102 degrees F. yesterday, who knows today??<br />Lou WetherbeeUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08535294623082981957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721699631305175272.post-55363110838169661342008-08-11T22:50:00.000+01:002008-08-11T22:50:00.000+01:00I love this! I'm going to save your post in my 'b...I love this! I'm going to save your post in my 'book ideas' folder. I have never stopped loving horses. In another life, I would have liked to grow up riding, training, just living amongst them.Nanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15547916206007733970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721699631305175272.post-51026800317097152662008-08-01T11:58:00.000+01:002008-08-01T11:58:00.000+01:00Thank you for introducing me to your childhood her...Thank you for introducing me to your childhood hero...I'm certainly going to follow up your post by getting the two books you mention - just up my street. Love any adventurer who is connected to animals. I've got a reciprocal 'hero for you - Do you know anything about Charles Waterton and his travels in South America? Wonderfully entertaining and a complete madman!Hannah Veltenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11355099521026555461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721699631305175272.post-90600381570314809822008-07-30T21:52:00.000+01:002008-07-30T21:52:00.000+01:00I remember vividly being taken by my father to the...I remember vividly being taken by my father to the woodyard and allowed to sit high on one of the shire horses which pulled the wagon. Lost world.Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721699631305175272.post-80934356180707674772008-07-23T21:48:00.000+01:002008-07-23T21:48:00.000+01:00A forgotten world I think when the measured pace o...A forgotten world I think when the measured pace of the horse's hoof took us from A to B. <BR/><BR/>My father learned to plough with a horse - in Yorkshire, in the dark days before war tore nations asunder. In retrospect that most gentle of tractors that came along in post war years, the Fergie 20, was perhaps the most fitting substitute for the Shire. Consider the monstrous machines on the roads and fields today...<BR/><BR/>I shall look out for 'Bridle Paths' but will, in the meantime, go back to my old favourite George Ewart Evans''The Horse in the Furrow'mountainearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977393968796316843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721699631305175272.post-49059898649641334752008-07-21T14:25:00.000+01:002008-07-21T14:25:00.000+01:00I love Shire horses, they are so beautiful. When w...I love Shire horses, they are so beautiful. When we bought the smithy there was a whole range of horseshoes, from Shire down to Shetland, and there was still a man in the town who delivered various things with a horse and cart. Later, when tourism had really taken over, he started a trekking stables and used to lead with the same horse, Black Bess. She was a trotting pony and used to make the most wonderful noise thundering up the High Street!<BR/><BR/>I tried to leave a comment on your blog but it wouldn't let me - do hope Mac sorts things out soon.Jodie Robsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02442935205880334932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3721699631305175272.post-85385525084681722672008-07-21T08:38:00.000+01:002008-07-21T08:38:00.000+01:00Locally we have a Shire Horse centre and one of my...Locally we have a Shire Horse centre and one of my great pleasures when they were still alive was to take my parents there. They were both brought up in the Yorkshire countryside and could very well remember horses doing all the work. In fact my mother's father was farrier to Lord Middleton. Mom and Dad used to love watching the horses going through their paces. if you're ever down this way it's well worth a visit. Thanks for the e-mail the other day. When the whole Mac set up is working properly again I might be able to reply!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com