A friend of mine passed away last Tuesday. Kay Thompson taught me much about the horses that I loved so much. She was an icon in the Morgan horse world, a grand champion owner and a spokesman for the breed. Back when I was in my LTR I worked often at her farm cleaning stalls and working with the horses. In exchange she paid me a modest amount and gave me riding lessons on her impeccably trained steeds. Kay was the owner of Broadfield’s Highover Morgan Farm in Eliot, Maine. A great mentor, teacher and friend to me. She will be missed very much by all who’s lives she touched. While I didn’t see her much in the last few years here, I rode by her place almost daily and thought of her often. I remember riding by and having her wave and smile many times.
So today at 5pm I will visit Pelkey’s and pay my respects to Kay’s family. I am sure I will see many others who will be there to do the same, some I will know and many I will not, because she touched so many hundreds of lives in her many years in this world and on the Morgan horse circuit.
The world will miss Kay…she was a wonderful gift to us all and will make a most excellent angel in Heaven.
Link to Kay’s Obituary
It’s a crisp, chilly Thursday morning and I am up early and ready to go. Got a doctor’s appointment first thing this morning. Going to start a new program to try to get myself back on track. I’m feeling good, albeit a bit anxious about this appointment. I am finally getting over the bronchitis that has been with me the last 3 weeks. And my voice is finally back to normal – whatever normal is for this rough, raspy voiced Butch. At least I can talk again, for a week there I was having trouble even talking at all, as I had completely lost my voice to the cough from the bronchitis.
Lulu and Nola are doing well. Lu seems back to normal. It’s still very scary for me to think that it could happen again. I’m less nervous about it than I was initially, but still that thought is stuck in my mind. She’s so precious to me. The vet bills from this incident will keep me in debt to my sister for some time….oy vey. Thank God she was there to help me though or this would have been a very different outcome. And Thank God that Lulu survived and is thriving now.
I picked two of the pumpkins from my garden and put them on the front stoop of my place, along with a little scare crow dude that I picked up at the Christmas Tree Shop in Portsmouth. I also planted some mini mums and got a big hanging mum to grace the entrance way. It all looks really good. I love fall and the decorating. I love the colors of the oranges, greens and muted tones of yellow and red. I can’t wait for the leaves to begin to change, that should be something to see this year.
Ok, I’m off to the doctor’s office and to have my day. Perhaps I will write more later, I have a couple of things floating around in my head for topics. Hope you all have a great day dear readers! Peace! ~MB
I’ve really got nothing much to say today. It’s the 15th anniversary of the 9/11 terrorist attack on our country. I remember where I was and what I was doing at the moments that thousands lost their lives. I’ll always remember. I will never forget. Peace. ~MB