It happens. Things were coming easily for Lynx, perhaps too easily. He had his first real setback and his confidence has been shaken. This may turn out to be a good thing in the end; I hope so, but only time will tell.
The New Year rang itself in with a couple inches of beautiful snow; wet and ethereal, it painted sage and willows a pure, soft white. It gave the land and everything on it a warm glow and made one think of cozy gatherings and Currier and Ives lithographs.
Lately Lynx has been doing what young Thoroughbreds are really good at–running up a feed bill. His portion of our winter cost is fat; he is not.
It is late September. I awoke before dawn and stepped outside to the first snow of the season. For those of you in more southerly climes and lower elevations, snow in northern Wyoming at this time of year is only unusual in that it came so late; for those of you who’ve already been snowed on…ha, ha, you can have it—I don’t mind coming in second for winter!
Well, I am starting to wonder if this chapter on introducing a one-eyed horse to rope work was ever meant to be. As Lynx seems determined that I not make the necessary progress required to give a full, beginning-to-end report I will have to do this one in serial form. The reason for this incompleteness is not one you might suspect.
Lynx is rapidly making the switch from learner to leader. My confidence in him—and his in himself—is growing by leaps and bounds. He is even starting to demonstrate a bit of unflappability. His two latest adventures involve changing roles and becoming the teacher.
I really did not plan to write about another cow working episode. I was scheduled to work with some folks who faced enormous challenges of their own and I had originally planned on blending their stories with Lynx’s. After spending time with them however, I realized their struggles were not mine to share and anyway this is about Lynx, who absolutely rocked it this week.