tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1662805117414320842008-07-17T17:46:34.580-05:00Liz Graves, Shades of OakLiz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-42445426690732201912008-07-15T16:20:00.004-05:002008-07-17T17:46:34.611-05:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SH0U7WGaAoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/46i2ZZiUjgU/s1600-h/flint.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223354152596931202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SH0U7WGaAoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/46i2ZZiUjgU/s400/flint.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><strong> Y</strong>ou can break my spirit </em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>T</strong>hen you will have your most prized possession</em></div><div align="center"><em> <strong>M</strong>y soul.</em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>A</strong>h<strong>,</strong> but it will not be whole </em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>Y</strong>ou will never really have me</em></div><div align="center"><em> <strong>N</strong>ever really know me as I am: </em></div><div align="center"><em><strong> A complete horse</strong>. </em></div><div align="center"><strong>I </strong><em>will have kept Myself</em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>K</strong>ept you from ever</em></div><div align="center"><em> <strong>T</strong>ruly owning me.</em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Liz Graves </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Copyright 2008</span></div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-16754154335646391032008-06-24T23:01:00.007-05:002008-06-26T07:28:16.159-05:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SGHDakqzXTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JLtcUz2eHWc/s1600-h/Tug+ground+helmet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215664704758963506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SGHDakqzXTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JLtcUz2eHWc/s400/Tug+ground+helmet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SGHDTPmRBpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Fl5MN5qLE34/s1600-h/Tug+in+helmet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215664578843707026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SGHDTPmRBpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Fl5MN5qLE34/s400/Tug+in+helmet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div align="center"><strong>"Tug" here and it's more than a matter of fashion!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong>H</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ello</span></span> everyone! My name is Tug, well <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">actually</span> my f<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ancy</span></span> name is "Lone Pines Ebony &amp; Ivory". My home is in Spencer, WI with Tony and Mary K Lewis.</div><div align="center">I've been at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">school</span> here at Shades of Oak getting my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">kindergarten</span> and 1st grade education finished.</div><div align="center"><strong>I</strong> have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">definitely</span> come to some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">conclusions</span> while here in regards to fashion, we horses just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">don't</span> look good in <strong>helmets!</strong></div><div align="center">I have decided they look much better on humans but it seems it can be a hard thing to get folks to use. I even have to remind my teacher to wear <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">hers</span></span> as she started her horsemanship journey when helmets were not even a thought in the industry, so she forgets sometimes.</div><div align="center">I can easily remind her though as in the photo above, I just roll it around in the dirt and push it at her, she gets what I mean pretty fast. I'm teaching her too!</div><div align="center"><strong>B</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">eing</span></span> a horse I have this great curiosity and one of my favorite things to do is ease drop on what humans have to say and I hear a lot, let me tell you!</div><div align="center">My teacher has lost some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">friends</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">acquaintances</span> in horse related accidents where a helmet would have made a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">difference</span>, I've heard other folks here say the same thing.</div><div align="center"><strong>S</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ometimes</span></span> they <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">don't</span> wear them due to vanity, ego, and sometimes even their <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">friends</span> and family might realize there is some risk to their <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">chosen</span> sport of riding and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">don't</span> want them to worry or get mad at them for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">their</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">choice</span> of sport so they leave the helmet off .</div><div align="center">There are even folks who <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">don't</span> put helmets on their children!</div><div align="center">My goodness we horses take care of our young, I was surprised by this.</div><div align="center"><strong>N</strong>ow from my point of view on this from a horse, we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">don't</span> want to hurt people. We do the best we can to understand what you want but sometimes <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">that's</span> just not to clear, we cant read your minds, but wish we could.</div><div align="center"><strong>W</strong>e are just trying to understand the human made world we live in and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">that's</span> not an easy task sometimes. Sometimes were not ready for the pressures you put on us, we get scared and confused just like you can. We get put in situations</div><div align="center">when we have not gotten to know you well enough to trust what you ask, although we try and sometimes what you ask is not reasonable. </div><div align="center"><strong>S</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">ometimes</span></span> the only way you will listen to our troubles and /or pain is when we react, be it from heavy hurtful use of your hands, abusive equipment, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">mis</span></span>-use of spurs. Although I heard my teacher say "When one <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">finally</span> really knows how to use them properly, you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">don't</span> need them any more". Sometime saddles hurt our backs, we get pinched nerves, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">misaligned</span> body parts. There are times we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">don't</span> feel good or even hurt and yes sometimes we are abused , so we get reactive trying to get people to listen to us. We <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">don't</span> want to get mean or be naughty but we are trying to show you at times by our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">physical</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">reactions</span> and even being defensive. Please listen, then often those accidents we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">don't</span> mean to happen can be avoided. </div><div align="center"><strong>W</strong>e like Humans, or want to if you give us a chance. Sometime when everything is great and we have wonderful handlers and riders those outside elements can happen taking us all by surprise, such as a ground bee's nest, the honking car, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">helicopters</span> landing in front of us , you never know in this world when or what can happen out of all of our control.</div><div align="center"><strong>S</strong>o from myself " The Great Tug" please wear your helmets, it might save your life and save some of my fellow horses that lose <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">their</span> lives due to humans blaming us for the things that go wrong that are out of our control, but in yours most of the time.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Fondly, <strong><em>Tug</em></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div></div></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-45376914384115716492008-06-20T21:39:00.008-05:002008-06-24T23:01:31.744-05:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SFxp_yoz2WI/AAAAAAAAAJA/eZ-mFtkxr_8/s1600-h/coach.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214159013233809762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SFxp_yoz2WI/AAAAAAAAAJA/eZ-mFtkxr_8/s400/coach.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Photo Captions from left to right</span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">#1 No No your doing it all wrong!!</span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">#2 Like this.</span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">#3 That a boy! Now your getting it.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong>The Last </strong><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong>Job</strong> <strong>And The Best<br /></div></strong></span><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center">Above is a grouping of photos Dave put <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">together</span> today for me.</div><div align="center">They are of Duke (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Duker</span></span> Dog) and Tony ( Tony <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Laroni</span></span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Caboni</span></span>).</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Friend</span> Duke passed in Dec. at the age of 14 but his last job he took very <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">seriously</span> was teaching Tony how to be a good dog. He showed him the ropes of house manners, getting along with everyone, how to play and how to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">guard</span> the ranch, plus countless other <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">duties</span> which Duke used to do himself. He was teaching his replacement I feel and he did a great job. Tony is amazing and as Daves Father says, smarter than both of us put together, Duke was too in his prime.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">He left his legacy in his student and a good ranch is nothing without great dogs to manage it.</div><div align="center">Duke has left us in body but he's always here in Tony and in our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">memories</span> and he taught Tony how to make <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">memories</span> for us to cherish of him as well.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Love your horses, Love your dogs and I hope in some way you find in it in your selves, to love yourself, as in this you can find good and love in everything.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Liz</div><div align="center"></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-73823207599779804902008-06-10T00:13:00.013-05:002008-06-10T21:47:54.712-05:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4O0Lbes3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/ANeYy0WWLA0/s1600-h/liz+%26+Luv+no+hands.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210118108498277234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4O0Lbes3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/ANeYy0WWLA0/s320/liz+%26+Luv+no+hands.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4OrrHshfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CtOw_il6PzQ/s1600-h/liz+%26+luv+hand+tap+turns.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210117962386408946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4OrrHshfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/CtOw_il6PzQ/s320/liz+%26+luv+hand+tap+turns.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4OjmOOJ7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/kWEgZo-3nMU/s1600-h/liz+%26+lucky+bosal.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210117823632648114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4OjmOOJ7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/kWEgZo-3nMU/s320/liz+%26+lucky+bosal.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4OadrtC5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/Jh_E3BiGI_Y/s1600-h/liz+%26+lov+neck+rein+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210117666721565586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4OadrtC5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/Jh_E3BiGI_Y/s320/liz+%26+lov+neck+rein+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4ORvyhiBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9bAy1rhhuOY/s1600-h/judy+%26+luv+no+hands.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210117516963186706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4ORvyhiBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9bAy1rhhuOY/s320/judy+%26+luv+no+hands.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4OHYk4deI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-WKcmg7wlvY/s1600-h/judy+%26+Lucky+no+hands,+bosal.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210117338933261794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4OHYk4deI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-WKcmg7wlvY/s320/judy+%26+Lucky+no+hands,+bosal.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4N8sgPtLI/AAAAAAAAAII/6GMBNK_zcYU/s1600-h/judy+%26+lucky+bosal+ft.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210117155303961778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4N8sgPtLI/AAAAAAAAAII/6GMBNK_zcYU/s320/judy+%26+lucky+bosal+ft.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4NtlJUF3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/WlvmadkPFBY/s1600-h/liz+%26+fern.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210116895630694258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4NtlJUF3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/WlvmadkPFBY/s320/liz+%26+fern.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4NksZdz0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/br927bo1clU/s1600-h/Judy+%26+fern.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210116742958665538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SE4NksZdz0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/br927bo1clU/s320/Judy+%26+fern.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Refining </em></strong><strong><em>Those Skills,</em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Challenging</span> Our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">selves</span>,</em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em>Let the Horses Tell us How We're Doing!</em></strong></div><strong><em></em></strong></div><div></div><div><div align="center"><strong>T</strong>here are lots of places I enjoy going but there are 4 that are my all time favorites, the first being on my own ranch working, being with Dave, the critters here and doing my workshops. The second being in the Pryor <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Mountains</span> living with the Mustangs. Third in Thailand with the elephants. </div><div align="center">Forth is special place out west I go every year to be with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Friend</span> Judy where she and I just ride and work with horse after horse just getting so absorbed in refining our horsemanship skills.</div><div align="center"><strong>I</strong> also here get my fix of the wild life I so love, with moose, elk, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">antelope</span>, fox, turkey, deer, hummingbirds and so much more.</div><div align="center"><strong>J</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">udy</span> like myself not only has <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">gaited</span> horses but also has Quarter horses, we both still <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">appreciate</span> a good stock horse, being part of both our pasts.</div><div align="center">This year Fern a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Haflinger</span> has been added spending some time with me in MN and some time with Judy on her ranch. We both also have a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">smathering</span> of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">English</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">disciplines</span> in our backgrounds, well maybe more than a smathering. </div><div align="center"><strong>S</strong>o when we get together we get out the new gloves , put away the ones with holes and we go to work. </div><div align="center"><strong>B</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">etween</span> the two of us we've had some great teachers to brings us where we are, Judy has been around some of the greats such as Tom <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Dorrance</span> and a wonderful Mexican <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Calvary</span> officer that just watching the movies of him <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">mesmerises</span> me of his work and teaching <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">abilities</span>, plus countless others along the way.</div><div align="center"><strong>F</strong>or myself of course my mother who spent countless hours and years teaching a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">scrawny</span> little kid and she still is teaching me in our 3 to 4 hour phone conversations, she still amazes me with what she knows.</div><div align="center">Also Monty Foreman, Don Burt, Reed <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Kettlewell</span>, Benny Van Cleve and so many more and several of these <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">influenced</span> and helped me not only as a rider and showman but as a judge and developing judging programs over the years.<br />I feel as an adult the most moving and impacting teacher I've had is Sr. German <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Baca</span> and the time I spent with he and his wife in the late 90's. I'm still working on what he taught me. I think as an adult I am just now really getting clarity in understanding what they all said and taught way back when.</div><div align="center">It's coming full circle.</div><div align="center"><strong>W</strong>e both really enjoy and have a backgrounds in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">bosal</span> ,and yes there is a huge place for it in working with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">gaited</span> horses, but not so if not done <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">correctly</span>, those that don't have success just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">don't</span> understand the proper use and application of the art and as a great tool of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">communication</span>. We both find <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">bosal</span> work a wonderful way to hone and fine tune ones skills.</div><div align="center"><strong>M</strong>uch of our work is refining our energy applications, in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">acceleration</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">decelerations</span>, and directional movements, maintaining straightness in gait all with out our hands, but seat and legs only. </div><div align="center"><strong>W</strong>orking on gait clarity, we love playing with reductions of leg <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">extensions</span> and increases, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">especially</span> in the gait of fox trot. A big <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">challenge</span> to our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">selves</span> is how far can we push the reach and still be in 4 beat timing but on the line oh so close to a 2 beat trot and back down to fox walk , again all with no hands and working through our core energy changes.</div><div align="center">Not all our work is done in the saddle, we also do <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">a lot</span> of body work on the horses with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">acupressure</span> and massage, and lots of ground work. </div><div align="center"><strong>A</strong>nother young mare was also added to Judy's string in which I really enjoyed doing ground work the first day was able to mount up and down the second and on the 3rd and 4<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">Th</span> day did some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">riding</span> and working on getting her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">energy</span> for forward movement and light directional work.</div><div align="center">She's going to be a another great horse when she finishes out.</div><div align="center"><strong>T</strong>here nothing like having great horses,a good <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">Friend</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">spend</span> time <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">together</span> just working on our selves for betterment of our skills.</div><div align="center">Yep, we were sure <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">tired</span> at the end of those days but it was such a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">satisfying</span> tired.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Liz</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div></div></div></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-19372966649841100622008-06-07T20:28:00.012-05:002008-06-08T21:08:40.060-05:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs2b0fUDiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/1q-FJ98xhAs/s1600-h/liz%27sbelt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209317245558459938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs2b0fUDiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/1q-FJ98xhAs/s320/liz%27sbelt.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs2W5xa4cI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Wq3uwnNj9K4/s1600-h/cross.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209317161077236162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs2W5xa4cI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Wq3uwnNj9K4/s320/cross.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs2QjwQUbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UoCfBBn6x5Y/s1600-h/pryors.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209317052087554482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs2QjwQUbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UoCfBBn6x5Y/s320/pryors.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs2JoUvA4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/MOful_qij3A/s1600-h/saddlemaker.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209316933055218562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs2JoUvA4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/MOful_qij3A/s320/saddlemaker.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs2C_adMLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-kyl2IZflKQ/s1600-h/elephant+and+dave.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209316818994147506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs2C_adMLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-kyl2IZflKQ/s320/elephant+and+dave.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs17icQE4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/cxndS_Dzxu0/s1600-h/Dave+MT.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209316690957964162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEs17icQE4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/cxndS_Dzxu0/s320/Dave+MT.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>He Walks Beside Me and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Sometimes</span> Rides Too!</strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>F</strong>or much of my life I have traveled this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">journey</span> standing alone and it's been hard and often <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lonely</span>. I learned early on in standing up for truth and what is right is a hard path to travel and many along the way will try to block or distract you and keep others from you even though they may be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">believe</span> in a twisted sort of way they travel the same path.</div><div align="center"><strong>W</strong>hen one does find that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">sincere</span> person along the way that has been in the same place to continue on together it gets easier and the path turns in to a road.</div><div align="center"><strong>D</strong>ave makes my chosen work <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">easier</span> and lightens the load in many ways for me and I hope I do the same for him. We both work with in the same equine industry , I in that I teach horses and people sharing my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">experience</span> trying to help them have success. While Dave being a teacher , artist , also owning and operating a saddle manufacturing <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">corporation</span> and saddle tree <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">corporation,</span> so in that we share many of the same joys and frustrations along the way.</div><div align="center"><strong>I</strong> live much of my life traveling and working on the road although he does his share of clinics as well, he always holds down the fort, caring for the horses, feeding , cleaning stalls, grooming, putting fly mask on and taking them off, fixing equipment and fence, just all that comes with running a ranch and never with a complaint.</div><div align="center"><strong>H</strong>e has his escort of dogs where ever he goes, makes sure "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Pkin</span>" the old duck gets his " on the pond " time, meaning in the bath tub.</div><div align="center">He cooks for guests, can run a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">vacuum</span>, does dishes and washes clothes again without a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">complaint</span> when I'm not here to do so my self.</div><div align="center"><strong>H</strong>e listens when I come home <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">sharing</span> in my travels about the wonderful people and horses I meet along the way, The fun and discovery that comes with my work. He also listens to my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">anguish</span> and pain in the bad I also witness in my travels and eases the pain of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">experiencing</span> the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">sometimes</span> just plain mean and sometimes even evil people that do turn up also in the horse culture once in a while.</div><div align="center"><strong>H</strong>e claims he's not a horseman but I feel very <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">differently</span> about his opinion on that, let a horse come in for teaching that has fear of the human male and he's there with the horse working through kindness and building the bonds of trust to help the horse <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">develop</span> a different opinion on that. The horses trust and like him, he handles and cares for them as I would respect any honest horseman that cares about the horses well being first and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">foremost</span>.</div><div align="center"><strong>D</strong>ave is the person I love to travel with when we can together and seek out those special <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">restaurants</span> to enjoy great <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">cuisine</span> together. To go on new adventures with. On the walls of our home hang his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">beautiful</span> art work all done in leather of lions, zebra's, Geronimo and even <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Einstein</span>. Above is a photo of cross he did for a carving class he taught, my grandmother Nelson would have loved it. Also is a belt he carved for me for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">Valentines</span> day with our names on it.</div><div align="center">He can find humor in things when I want to cry, he makes it all better, he brings light and laughter to my life.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Oh how I cherish him , love him and thank him for choosing to walk with me as student on this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">journey</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">together</span>. He is my favorite human.</div><div align="center">Liz</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div></div></div></div></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-70155746091532014172008-06-06T21:04:00.009-05:002008-06-06T22:18:51.488-05:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEntW5hQfSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/fo3d2wRfuQs/s1600-h/Max.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208955421683907874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEntW5hQfSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/fo3d2wRfuQs/s320/Max.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEntRukFn4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/ehiFT2Ha2mE/s1600-h/Kato.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208955332843642754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEntRukFn4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/ehiFT2Ha2mE/s320/Kato.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEntMBcLfbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8eYKPyj_VaM/s1600-h/Joe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208955234831531442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEntMBcLfbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8eYKPyj_VaM/s320/Joe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEntGGj4pTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-wHv9DY_EQI/s1600-h/icelandic.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208955133126812978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEntGGj4pTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-wHv9DY_EQI/s320/icelandic.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEntBK_e0hI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sL0ADHnPOIQ/s1600-h/greg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208955048416956946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEntBK_e0hI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sL0ADHnPOIQ/s320/greg.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEns7rdKeWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/eHA_HHSjiOU/s1600-h/Charming.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208954954052172130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEns7rdKeWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/eHA_HHSjiOU/s320/Charming.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEns2rwhqGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/c-U40pZiaOI/s1600-h/Cash.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208954868234037346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SEns2rwhqGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/c-U40pZiaOI/s320/Cash.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Black Horse Equestrian Center</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Palmyra, WI</strong></div><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Advance <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Gaited</span> Horse Clinic</strong></div><div><em>Hosted by Greg and Diane Parker</em></div><div><em></em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>O</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nce</span> in a while it seems like the universe aligns perfectly and brings great things my way. This was one of those weekends that it happened.</em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>T</strong>his was an advanced clinic and it truly was with 10 excellent horses and 7 truly passionate, dedicated horseman and horsewomen.</em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>S</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">everal</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">gaited</span> Breeds were represented being <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Paso</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Fino</span>, Icelandic, Fox Trotter, Spotted Saddle Horse and many Walking Horses.</em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>I </strong>wish I knew the number of years of experience totaled in this group. Although maybe it's not just the time they have all spent in acquiring the skills they showed but more important the quality and commitment to be how good they were in what they brought to this clinic.</em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>S</strong>addle fitting, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">bitting</span>, and all the basics were passed by in this clinic and time was spent working towards achieving refinement in straightness, feel, energy work , consistency in gaits, equine <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">psycology</span> and lots of lateral work.</em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>O</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ur</span> Fox trotter "Charming" and his owner Andrea if you notice the photo above is working a fox trot with simply a neck strap and she also did much of her lateral work as well with this neck strap. </em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>O</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">ur</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Paso</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Fino</span> '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Kato</span> did all his work in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">bitless</span> head gear. I also was getting rather ill during this clinic and in a lot of pain and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Kato</span> I believe knew what was happening well before I was willing to admit just how Ill I was becoming. </em></div><div align="center"><em>Kathy has done an amazing job with "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Kato</span>" who I would term as a re-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">hab</span> horse, I am in ah of who Kathy is and to know someone else that knows and was willing to take on that very hard journey with patience and dedication to bring a troubled horse to the best place it can be. </em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>D</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">iane</span> was up and riding her wonderful bold walking horse "Cash" again after recovering from her second hip replacement, what team this is and it was an honor to be able to ride him myself which it has been many years for me since my last ride upon his very talented back.</em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>G</strong>reg rode 3 horses on this weekend, 2 for his clients and one of his own, I think he was pretty tiered after the weekend and he should have been, my goodness he's always going hard. As always striving for perfection in him self, I so love to watch him ride.</em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>J</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">ulie</span> and her Icelandic horse '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Dugar</span>" were a great team although the photo shows him in a wonderful <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">tolt</span> I wish I had gotten a photo of him in his trot as well, she truly understands what collection in a horse is and she and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Dugar</span> did the most amazing, easy, fully collected trot. Julie has just gorgeous and effective equitation. </em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>J</strong>an and her walker "Max "who is a young horse she has started is 4 and she is doing an awesome job, he handled the stress of a clinic situation beautifully and Jan let me use him for a ground work demo as well. This colt already shows a huge walk on him with an awesome stride length behind, it will be fun to see him fully mature in the future.</em></div><div align="center"><em><strong>O</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">ur</span> group also had some round table discussions, sharing our experiences of where the horse industry was, has come and where it is today and our responsibility we each felt we have to it and the horse, they were very special sessions with other equine related topics discussed.</em> </div><div align="center">This was a group I will never forget and a clinic I will always cherish.</div><div align="center">A special <strong>thank you</strong> to Mark, a dear friend of Dave and I who was there and was my extra pair of hands I very much needed.</div><div align="center">Liz</div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div></div></div></div></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-9147819941256884332008-05-28T19:35:00.013-05:002008-05-28T22:34:32.090-05:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39pFVS5tI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kcSGH_hGnr4/s1600-h/on+the+ground.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205595626558121682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39pFVS5tI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kcSGH_hGnr4/s200/on+the+ground.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39hlVS5sI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LydRGOstkIE/s1600-h/rocky.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205595497709102786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39hlVS5sI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LydRGOstkIE/s200/rocky.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39aVVS5rI/AAAAAAAAAFA/k-BcseyafRI/s1600-h/Smudg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205595373155051186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39aVVS5rI/AAAAAAAAAFA/k-BcseyafRI/s200/Smudg.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39U1VS5qI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qgqF0wsei9g/s1600-h/Paso.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205595278665770658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39U1VS5qI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qgqF0wsei9g/s200/Paso.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39NVVS5pI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IoS1rXG-Tq4/s1600-h/Anita.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205595149816751762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39NVVS5pI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IoS1rXG-Tq4/s200/Anita.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39G1VS5oI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QzzGu9bJXCM/s1600-h/Calab.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205595038147602050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD39G1VS5oI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QzzGu9bJXCM/s200/Calab.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD388VVS5nI/AAAAAAAAAEg/EukxGoMBzYQ/s1600-h/talkin+head+gear.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205594857758975602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD388VVS5nI/AAAAAAAAAEg/EukxGoMBzYQ/s200/talkin+head+gear.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205594608650872418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="158" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SD38t1VS5mI/AAAAAAAAAEY/C_kfvN26ehI/s200/good+sports.jpg" width="200" border="0" /><strong><em></em></strong></div><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><div><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:+0;"></span><strong><em></em></strong>Equine <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Affiare</span> 2008</em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Columbus</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Ohio</span></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">With A special Thank you to:</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Viv <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Gluzinski</span> for her wonderful photos</span></em></strong></div><div><br /></div><div align="center">A HUGE Thank you to each and every Wonderful person that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">participated</span> with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">their</span> horses in each clinic. The work they put forth to come , the bravery they show to put them selves in front of crowds of thousands to come and learn .</div><div align="center">The good sports they are to try my direction and sometimes doing the seemingly silly things I ask, but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">always</span> I do so with a purpose for new <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">experiences</span> and advancement for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">their</span> horses to be all they can.</div><div align="center">With out folks like theses, great events like this would not be.</div><div align="center">Liz</div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div><br /><span style="font-size:+0;"></span><span style="font-size:+0;"></span><span style="font-size:+0;"></span><span style="font-size:+0;"></span><span style="font-size:+0;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em></strong></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-25307012639202846292008-04-29T00:42:00.003-05:002008-04-30T21:49:44.039-05:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SBa1cDDRbHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W5md71CMHy4/s1600-h/tank.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194538713678441586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SBa1cDDRbHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W5md71CMHy4/s400/tank.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Special Horses, Special People and </div><div align="center">Oh those special Dogs that bring it all together!</div><div align="center">The little fella above is named Tank</div><div align="center">on his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Belgian</span> horse Tom with his best human friend Mark Russell. </div><div align="center">Theses three bring so much joy to all that meet them.</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Liz</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-75956641416559843242008-04-24T23:05:00.002-05:002008-04-24T23:09:25.985-05:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SBFYmjDRbGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ISB7jMoBFkM/s1600-h/bubba+eye.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193029264602131554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/SBFYmjDRbGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ISB7jMoBFkM/s400/bubba+eye.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em>The Eye of a Horse</em></strong></div><p><strong><em></em></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong><em>Do you just see an eye?</em></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><em>Do you see what a horses eye reveals?</em></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><em>Do you understand the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Language</span> of a horses eye?</em></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><em>DO YOU CARE!</em></strong></p><p align="center">Liz</p><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-85191529162284160092008-04-09T13:07:00.008-05:002008-04-09T13:30:18.702-05:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_0GwL_CQeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dXo-ABGPP0c/s1600-h/line+driving.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187309770721346018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="156" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_0GwL_CQeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dXo-ABGPP0c/s200/line+driving.jpg" width="272" border="0" /></a> <strong>D</strong>o the work!<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>M</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ake</span> it fun not only for you,<br />but for your horse.<br /><br /><strong>I</strong>t takes lots of time and many steps to have success.<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>T</strong>his is a the reality to get to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">fantasy</span>.<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>E</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">verything</span> one does on the ground relates to what you will be asking when progressing to the under saddle work.<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>E</strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ven</span> though the photos shown here are young starter horses, for the older riding horse reviewing from time to time pays off and also can fill in holes that may have been made in the basic work.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_0GoL_CQdI/AAAAAAAAADw/HrNsdoifiak/s1600-h/sacking+out.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187309633282392530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_0GoL_CQdI/AAAAAAAAADw/HrNsdoifiak/s200/sacking+out.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_0G77_CQfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/IgB_09_Q1mQ/s1600-h/shot+gun+and+Liz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187309972584808946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_0G77_CQfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/IgB_09_Q1mQ/s200/shot+gun+and+Liz.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187309246735335874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_0GRr_CQcI/AAAAAAAAADo/eqn1Fh16OXM/s200/tony+office.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center">The Aussie photo is of our Tony I just added for fun as he loves the big chair in the barn office and more if he has someone to snuggle in and share it with.</p><p align="center">Liz</p>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-49506842058213943492008-04-08T15:55:00.003-05:002008-04-08T16:48:19.487-05:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_vcHpVzEZI/AAAAAAAAADg/JX7T1xwnBQs/s1600-h/styker+on+line.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186981419761734034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_vcHpVzEZI/AAAAAAAAADg/JX7T1xwnBQs/s320/styker+on+line.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_vb7pVzEYI/AAAAAAAAADY/P2zTbiC6NuE/s1600-h/Keno.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186981213603303810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" height="342" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_vb7pVzEYI/AAAAAAAAADY/P2zTbiC6NuE/s320/Keno.jpg" width="250" border="0" /></a><br />My Favorite place is in the BARN!!</div><div> </div><div>The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Champagne</span> is my special boy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Styrker</span> who makes me smile, laugh and re-enforces why I so love horses!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> The black is Keno a rehab <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">fox trotter</span> gotten sound and riding again after much physical correction and emotional work. A few tears were shed along the way in his work learning what he had been through at the hands of humans in such a short life.</div><div>Liz</div><div><br /></div><div><strong></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-78954258452697978322008-04-02T22:39:00.005-05:002008-04-02T23:01:19.662-05:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_RSRr7hYtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3vKUF0GpjrM/s1600-h/flex3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184859534813913810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_RSRr7hYtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3vKUF0GpjrM/s200/flex3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_RSCr7hYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/Yc_98CAhijQ/s1600-h/flex2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184859277115876034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_RSCr7hYsI/AAAAAAAAADI/Yc_98CAhijQ/s200/flex2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_RR5L7hYrI/AAAAAAAAADA/hse2887vBcQ/s1600-h/flex1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184859113907118770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_RR5L7hYrI/AAAAAAAAADA/hse2887vBcQ/s200/flex1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_RRwb7hYqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8M4i01EAt_4/s1600-h/flex4+(3).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184858963583263394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_RRwb7hYqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8M4i01EAt_4/s200/flex4+(3).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Here are photos of a saddle that came in with a rehab horse that has been bucking with this saddle, other than this issue the horse is kind, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">gentle</span> and has had extensive previous <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">under saddle</span> training. Since the Blog is having problems with up loading videos at present I am also posting a link to a video relating to this saddle . </div><div><a href="http://aboutthehorse.com/flextree.wmv">http://aboutthehorse.com/flextree.wmv</a> </div><div>It is my opinion that products like this should be unacceptable on the market today. Due to the the risk of physical and mental damage possible to a horse and also the risk of injury or worse to horseman and horsewomen.</div><div>Liz</div></div></div></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-15835699717311821292008-03-30T19:37:00.010-05:002008-03-30T21:32:24.404-05:00<div align="center"><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_Ayor7hYoI/AAAAAAAAACo/zaZD0ud9SrE/s1600-h/lizlaycookie2.jpg"><strong><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183698845671973506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_Ayor7hYoI/AAAAAAAAACo/zaZD0ud9SrE/s200/lizlaycookie2.jpg" border="0" /></em></strong></a></div><div align="center"><strong><em><br /></div></em></strong><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_Ayor7hYoI/AAAAAAAAACo/zaZD0ud9SrE/s1600-h/lizlaycookie2.jpg"><strong><em></em></strong></a></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_Aztb7hYpI/AAAAAAAAACw/yUCKUvkgAgA/s1600-h/believe.jpg"></a></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_Ayor7hYoI/AAAAAAAAACo/zaZD0ud9SrE/s1600-h/lizlaycookie2.jpg"><strong><em></em></strong></a></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em>More On Horsemanship</em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em>Some Questions,</em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em>Some Thoughts,</em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em>and some of what I have </em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em>found </em></strong><strong><em>for me.</em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em></em></strong> </div><div align="left"><strong><em>Questions</em></strong></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">What really is Horsemanship?</div><div align="left">Do you think you know it?</div><div align="left">Is it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">important</span> to?</div><div align="left">Do you want to be one of those truly trying to find it?</div><div align="left">Are you one of those that try to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">destroy</span> it in those that have it?</div><div align="left">Are you one that does not get it but pretends too?</div><div align="left">Are you one of those that denies it exists?</div><div align="left">Are you one of those that are threatened that it exists? <a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_Aztb7hYpI/AAAAAAAAACw/yUCKUvkgAgA/s1600-h/believe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183700026787979922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R_Aztb7hYpI/AAAAAAAAACw/yUCKUvkgAgA/s200/believe.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="left">Or just one of those that doesn't, but rides the wave of those that do?</div><div align="left"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em>Thoughts</em></strong></div><div align="left">One cant be a faker, a taker or breaker to get there.</div><div align="left">It's about having the right attitude.</div><div align="left">If you cant feel yourself , you cant feel your horse.</div><div align="left">Ego, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">jealousy</span>, hate, selfishness and anger will stop one from finding it.</div><div align="left"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Physical</span> and mental abuse have no place in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">horsemanship</span>.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><strong><em>What I have Found for Myself</em></strong></div><div align="left">The horse will tell you how well your doing by it's actions.</div><div align="left">Making mistakes is part of learning and never deny when you make them, the horse knows anyway.</div><div align="left"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Don't</span> miss seeing the willingness in the horse and reward it.</div><div align="left">Reward any amount of try a horse presents and they will want to try some more.</div><div align="left">Show the horse simple <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">acknowledgement</span> that they matter. </div><div align="left">You will come to a place where you no longer care what other humans think or how they may try to influence your way of working, it will only matter to you what the horse thinks.</div><div align="left">Believe, just believe.</div><div align="left">You want to be a giver, as you want everyone to get it.</div><div align="left">Touch the horse, you want to, you have to, you need to,you cant help yourself from doing so.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;">Elizabeth Graves</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;">copyright 2008</span></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-54845993128546785582008-03-21T19:22:00.004-05:002008-03-30T22:00:18.033-05:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R-RRhs82DfI/AAAAAAAAACg/f4viaDRZJ0c/s1600-h/liz++on+rock+pryors.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180355110826806770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R-RRhs82DfI/AAAAAAAAACg/f4viaDRZJ0c/s320/liz++on+rock+pryors.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong> Spring</strong> is on it's way here, slow but showing here and there and with it brings folks thinking horses again. The ranch is a buzz of being busy with lots of friends and clients non stop through the days. With this comes long discussions, sharing sessions of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">experience's</span>, ideas,and observations, not only of horses but of life and living it.</div><div align="center">We share those things that have or still do <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">motivate</span> us, help to carve our own paths and bringing us together as a community. With a desire help others that choose to be a part of our chosen path as students of this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">interesting</span> and often <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">challenging</span> thing we know as life.</div><div align="center">I myself find writings of others to be very inspirational to me and helps me find clarity in thought, emotions and striving to keep working on my self to be better as a human and better for my horses and my family of fellow horseman.</div><div align="center">I today will share some that I have found along the way and read often to ponder.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em>Liz</em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong>With</strong> out trust, there can be no tranquil rest of mind.</div><div align="center">With out trust <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">there</span> can be no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">belief</span>.</div><div align="center"><em>-Joesph <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Campbell</span></em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong>What</strong> will happen, will happen.</div><div align="center">There is time for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">miracles</span> until there is no more time.</div><div align="center">But time has no end.</div><div align="center"><em>-Unknown</em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong>Here's</strong> a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">sigh</span> to those who love me.</div><div align="center">And here's a smile to those that hate;</div><div align="center">And whatever sky's above me.</div><div align="center">Here's a heart for every fate.</div><div align="center"><em>- Lord Byron</em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong>Y</strong>our gut is your barometer.</div><div align="center">Your mind is your activator.</div><div align="center"><em>-Unknown</em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong>The</strong> world turns and the world changes </div><div align="center">but one thing that does not change.</div><div align="center">How ever you disguise it, this thing does not change:</div><div align="center">The <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">perpetual</span> struggle of good and evil.</div><div align="center"><em>-Joesph <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Campbell</span></em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong>With</strong> grateful hearts we can say, in the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">language</span> of oriental eloquence,</div><div align="center">that a cloud by day and a pillar of fire by night, </div><div align="center">guided our footsteps to a land destined by heaven</div><div align="center">for the protection of the innocent, and the asylum of the oppressed, </div><div align="center">where now we enjoy, by the blessing of heaven, </div><div align="center">the reward of all our patriotism and all our valor.</div><div align="center"><em>-William Sanford Pennington</em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">The above was part of an address given by my </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Great, Great ,Great, Great Grandfather</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Newark</span> , NJ on July 4<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Th</span> 1826 </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">celebrate</span> the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">hero's</span> of the Revolution.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">He himself being an officer in the Continental Army and </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">eventually</span> becoming the 6 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Governor</span> of NJ.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">He passed this same year, Sept. 17<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Th</span> 1826.</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong>Just</strong> because I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">don't</span> say it, </div><div align="center">does not mean I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">don't</span> see it,</div><div align="center">or think it in my own mind.</div><div align="center">I will know the best time and share </div><div align="center">when I feel you are ready and need to hear what I see and think.</div><div align="center"><em>-Bertha Pennington Carter</em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Bertha was my Great Great Grandmother, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">my own mothers riding instructor along with that of the US <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Calvary</span> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">being a child raised in a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">military</span> family.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Bertha was a well known horsewoman in her own right .</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Her last horse before her passing was "<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">Bo jest"</span> an Irish hunter </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">she loved to ride through central park, of course side saddle. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-70576305241498986652008-03-09T22:49:00.004-05:002008-03-09T23:10:45.579-05:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R9SwAoSZ0rI/AAAAAAAAACE/Z_9adFpt2-U/s1600-h/Lee-trophy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175955396616639154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R9SwAoSZ0rI/AAAAAAAAACE/Z_9adFpt2-U/s320/Lee-trophy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />It has been 2 years this month of March in which Lee passed away.<br />The memorial <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">trophy</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Gaited</span> Horse Magazine and myself <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">commissioned</span> and donated has just been completed. I will shortly ship to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">MFTBA</span> in MO to be presented as a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">perpetual</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">trophy</span> for the first time this year at the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">celebration</span> held in Ava, MO.<br />Dave created the above photo as a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">memorial</span> to her including the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">trophy</span> and a photo which was taken at a clinic Lee and I did a number of years ago together in Woodland, CA.<br />I also in trying to keep her work alive adapted one of her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">articles</span> with permission from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Gaited</span> Horse Magazine as they owned that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">material</span> for Trail Rider Magazine, March issue.<br />In any way possible in a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">positive</span> manner, let us all help keep her work and memory working forever to help the horses she felt so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">passionately</span> about.<br /><br />This is for you and to you Lee!<br />Elizabeth Graves<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Copyright 2008</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-81474992646372689902008-03-08T21:57:00.002-06:002008-03-08T22:24:35.839-06:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R9NghYSZ0qI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jbmwa6QHHG4/s1600-h/pryor+free+horses.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175586523350422178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R9NghYSZ0qI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jbmwa6QHHG4/s200/pryor+free+horses.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">Free Horses</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">To witness what you may call wild horses and I see as just free horses in an environment that is true, healthy and natural to the specie, creates feelings of Ah, respect, wonderment and joy. </div><div align="center">Just to observe it all before me is a gift and for them to allow me in and among them while accepting me for what I am, as I am, is a life worth living. </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Elizabeth Graves</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Copyright 2007</span><br /></div><div align="center"></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-19422435090542712892008-03-07T14:01:00.002-06:002008-03-07T14:10:50.785-06:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R9GfR4SZ0pI/AAAAAAAAABw/9894xyX0NT0/s1600-h/WhodieMarch2+Large+Web+view.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175092576341578386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R9GfR4SZ0pI/AAAAAAAAABw/9894xyX0NT0/s200/WhodieMarch2+Large+Web+view.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center">Finally!!</p><p align="center">I got a day to ride with out my snow suit.</p><p align="center">Now I will <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">admit</span> I have on my polar fleece lined jeans on but so much better after a long winter <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">riding</span> in that blasted suit.</p><p align="center">The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">photo above</span> is of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Jugueton</span> a.k.a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Whodamus</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Horseamus</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Whodie</span> is a Spanish Mustang, a coming 5 year old and even better is a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">gaited</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">individual</span> in this breed.</p><p align="center">He is owned by my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Friend</span> Jane and was with us last winter for basic starting work and is now back for continued under saddle work.</p><p align="center">He loves being here and his best f<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">riend</span> here is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Stryker</span> my Champagne <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">TWH</span>, those 2 are always into something and trying to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">stir</span> up the rest of the horses.</p><p align="center">He's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">a little</span> horse with a lot of heart, joyful and the mind to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">equal</span> 4 horses, brilliant, just a brilliant horse.</p><p align="center">Liz</p>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-23875441170450499362008-03-06T11:46:00.003-06:002008-03-06T12:45:26.461-06:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R9AuE-BsQrI/AAAAAAAAABI/Nr4vYJpLqVQ/s1600-h/liz+%26+mystic.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174686634753147570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R9AuE-BsQrI/AAAAAAAAABI/Nr4vYJpLqVQ/s200/liz+%26+mystic.jpg" border="0" /></a>Discovering That Journey Called Horsemanship</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Elizabeth Graves</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Copyright 2008</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Break free from the traps, those of others and our own.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Seeing the reality before us,then try it and finally living it.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Honesty to ones self first, present honesty to the horse, this is when the door opens, and when a horse truly gives it's self over to you.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">One never really finds this place until we enter the place of self-discovery, of what we are in our strengths, weakness's, admitting them, accepting them and working on them.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">It is a place one starts to discover, learn ,grow, it's a place with no end.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">In this place, horse and human are both teacher and both student, showing, giving and sharing with each other.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Each respects and reflects what the other has to offer.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">True horsemanship is not of power or of control but of just being, allowing, learning to let happen in it's own time, when communication between two different species is clear, understood and reasonable to both.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">True horsemanship has no place for trickery, hiding , or games, but opens up curiosities in each other,horse and human.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">It brings understanding, while finding comfort in their own skins and with each other , rewarding with enjoyment in their time together. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">It is in thinking WE not me when finding that working relationship with a horse.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">More is not always better but less can be more.<br /></div><div align="center"></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-89247737824536501612008-03-05T21:36:00.002-06:002008-03-05T21:43:40.336-06:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R89nBeBsQqI/AAAAAAAAABA/WiLCwPLz2Ko/s1600-h/liz+%26+summer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174467771809677986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R89nBeBsQqI/AAAAAAAAABA/WiLCwPLz2Ko/s200/liz+%26+summer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center">Horses are emotional creatures in the way of a horse, just as you are in the way of a human.</p><p align="center">You have good days and bad days and so do they.</p><p align="center">Make the best of the horse you have in the NOW.</p><p align="center">Not what it was yesterday or times of the past.</p><p align="center"><strong>Ride the Horse You Have Today!</strong></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Elizabeth Graves</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Copyright 2007</span></p>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-76717974280525924662008-03-05T13:32:00.005-06:002008-03-05T21:48:29.032-06:00<p align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R876r1oZ5EI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6bVrirvsXrc/s1600-h/gentleamustangposter1+copy.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174348652933145666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="172" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R876r1oZ5EI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6bVrirvsXrc/s200/gentleamustangposter1+copy.JPG" width="200" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R876r1oZ5EI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6bVrirvsXrc/s1600-h/gentleamustangposter1+copy.JPG"></a></p><p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R876r1oZ5EI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6bVrirvsXrc/s1600-h/gentleamustangposter1+copy.JPG"></a></p><p></p><p></p><p align="center">Today's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Quote</span></p><p align="center">There can be no true partnership without relationship.</p><p align="center">A relationship created through two sided communication, honesty and an understanding of both parties needs.</p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Elizabeth Graves </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">copyright 2008</span></p>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-59920255151659500462008-03-03T23:08:00.002-06:002008-03-03T23:16:23.806-06:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R8zaVukzc4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/nxn0e5XgUbQ/s1600-h/owl.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173750138756363138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p6hHEG-mRaA/R8zaVukzc4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/nxn0e5XgUbQ/s200/owl.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>Here is a fun photo of a screech owl that moved into one of our stall barns about a month ago. Dave and I love wild life and our ranch being off the beaten path and very private we have so much of it to enjoy.</p><p> </p><p>Liz</p>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-24051089630305404272008-03-03T21:21:00.003-06:002008-03-05T21:47:26.875-06:00Hi All!<br />How exciting technology has come this far. I'm looking forward to sharing my blog with you as I have time. My hopes are to share some of my work here on the ranch, horses and people I meet in my travels, and just thoughts and ideas I have along the way in my journey through horsemanship.<br /><br />LizLiz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-62549290093983044132008-02-28T13:34:00.000-06:002008-02-28T14:55:18.558-06:00Video Clip from Southern California<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Keeping your horse "straight".<br /></div><br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b3df360a36c67338" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqgAAABqQx1oQmSnIaATdhug8I97cSWibT6_toelzyGsRN8-vo90Bql_wT9lZEDm5vfyvAG_T3DWtz4q4_IKiK6NkSVWOY13nXkk_nBezJM56nrppn7sYCG-fV2CQBI_9DIRzSv1PCJ2lKeAuvROlPZiDb6q6iSmLBvxoIM29__LN7sxI2VZix4XCShunrl8CD3iejBa_mXNTrx71-pfZQe8ikzt4yWzvT4gKg4F_QaVowkyB%26sigh%3Ddyq5nfOuylf4igMej-Fctf9uauc%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db3df360a36c67338%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DlH50TbzMXRdLTIT-YJ9wFRr5-2M&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqgAAABqQx1oQmSnIaATdhug8I97cSWibT6_toelzyGsRN8-vo90Bql_wT9lZEDm5vfyvAG_T3DWtz4q4_IKiK6NkSVWOY13nXkk_nBezJM56nrppn7sYCG-fV2CQBI_9DIRzSv1PCJ2lKeAuvROlPZiDb6q6iSmLBvxoIM29__LN7sxI2VZix4XCShunrl8CD3iejBa_mXNTrx71-pfZQe8ikzt4yWzvT4gKg4F_QaVowkyB%26sigh%3Ddyq5nfOuylf4igMej-Fctf9uauc%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db3df360a36c67338%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DlH50TbzMXRdLTIT-YJ9wFRr5-2M&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object> </div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166280511741432084.post-28217302275464986552008-02-28T12:27:00.000-06:002008-02-28T12:29:18.994-06:00The Root of the Neck<div style="text-align: center;"><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jEoD6WqGgLM"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jEoD6WqGgLM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /></div>Liz Graves, Shades of Oakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05750401821977914654noreply@blogger.com