As a little girl, I always wanted a pony for Christmas. Santa never brought me a pony. So in my late 40s, I started taking horseback riding lessons. When I turned 50, I got my first horse, an Icelandic named Blessi (Veigar frá Búðardal). Little did I know how much fun life with an Icelandic was going to be. Blessi has a unique perspective on life. I hope you enjoy reading about it as much as I enjoy Blessi. And you will probably read about my cats from time to time.
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Wednesday, April 1, 2015
2014 Small Farmers Journal Auction--Part 8
I loved the new and antique sleigh bells that were auctioned off periodically. They always went for a high price. The auctioneer called them out as "for two" meaning that whatever you bid was multiplied by two since the bells came in sets of two. It is easy to how you can be surprised at how much you spend at an auction.
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