Billie and Presto, April 2022 Sooooo… early this morning, the stars took a dear friend. Our aged and health —challenged beloved ex racehorse, Presto. She was the last of her herd of race horses we took on in 1997. The end of an era. We had just moved in and...
Yesterday, we lost our beloved dog, Heyoka (that’s her in the picture above, and in the gallery at the bottom of this post). She’d been with us for 15 years, having come to us when she was only one year old, along with another dog, Sage (who survives...
18 November 2021 We lost Big Mama in these wild eclipse energy times. She was a beautiful black standardbred rescue from 2018. She came during the drought with her daughter and we spent months making sure she was in the best of health. She and her daughter Bindi ruled...
I can’t believe I’ll never see Zen again. I’ll never have to squeeze past him on the porch to get to the bathroom or look out the kitchen window to see him sheltering behind the wall of animal washing in our outside laundry. I worried he was cold, because he was frail...
It was in 1978 that I first heard of the indigenous Prophecy of Peace , a golden era on earth of a thousand years of peace, surpassing any other golden era in Earth’s history. I was immediately smitten with the idea, and my soul put my hand up to do whatever I could...
We made this video in 2011, after rescuing two herds of horses living wild. Â In the decade since we’ve been rescuing wild horses we have come to know them well. Â Called “destructive”, “pests” and “feral” by the current people...
This article tells of what happened to both our neighbours up the road, and to us, the day the fires hit on November 29, 2019 Â It wasn’t fun. Animals find sanctuary as owners tell of...
December 2019 to April 2020. Tamsin finally bought a tiny radio from Eddie the local gadget guy. The local radio was invaluable for keeping everyone in our district informed about the fires. From not bothering to listen to radio at all, we were suddenly glued to it,...
Sarah barged past me at the gate into the house yard, like she always did. She was a big sheep and often grumpy. We thought she had been grumpy ever since we weaned her into the back yard from the house. She never wanted to leave the house. She adored Tamsin and it...
The black cat stared us miserably from the paddock next to the hay shed where she had sought shelter. It was raining and cold in the middle of winter and my heart went out to her. She walked into the trap with food, but that’s when we saw the kitten. The kitten who...
