In a small town in upstate NY where an old winter tradition is upheld and celebrated.

Country girls are both rugged and pretty, and find beauty in everything, they are often the most resourceful.

Beautiful performance inspired by the Gypsy Vanner horse.

Whether you are a guy or gal, country folk that like to bring home the trophy all while providing for their families is the most precious gift.

Inspired by one of the sweetest little geldings on the farm.

Upstate NY is full of the old barns that stand proud. Lasting through many storms, it braces for the nest one coming.

Renee’s Journey symbalizes the strength it takes to step into uncharted water, to the unkown.

Based on young love, bidding farewell to her love as he explores the world across the seas as she races along the shore until the very last glimpse of the ship can be seen.

Anyone who has or knows someone who has battled cancer, knows it is ferocious. The equine looking back is admiring how far it has come in its journey.

In life there are hurdles. Just like these jumps we must sore above them.

The term, Turn and Burn, is perfectly executed here, as the young lady and her trusted gelding turn the course with ease.

Sometimes as we walk towards what we believe in, the path is often lonely. As americans we are still proud to stand even if is alone, knowing there is light at the end of the tunnel.

My precious morgan mare, as I will always be greeted by her as I come to the gate.

The exaggeration of the lavender dapples, highlighted by the sun shows what royalty looks like.

Slightly seperated from the herd to stand watch from a distance. The King of the herd is standing strong like the purple majesty he is.

Loving the scenes with rainbow trees, this is my spin on the herd and each color certainly shows their personalities.

Those who have been lost or have lost a loved one can relate to how this feels. Even the strong sturdy steed takes a knee to honor those who are no longer with us.

As women we find strength in numbers, however it is about quality not quantity. Your tribe should always consist of those who see your light, and light up when they see you.

Forever my Maggie, with my beautiful mare and my favorite flower how can one go wrong.

Getting ready for a morning ride.

Winter stroll on a big beautiful black Percheron while stopping to admire a cardinal.

Some of the most gentle and loving horses we have had could just nuzzle you with “butterfly kisses” and all your troubles would just go away.

Based on a wonderful lady who was a mounted police officer.

No one knows how strong they are until they have to be. Some battles can only be fought and won by yourself. You are not alone, but your fight be something you have to do solo.

The happiest and jolliest guy in the pasture. He’s pretty and he knows it, and he isn’t afraid to show it.