August 16th, 2017
This Bible verse spoke to my breaking heart today… Once more a horse we sold has crossed the rainbow bridge to run free in heaven. This one may have been one of the most special ones. She came into a family’s life when they needed her most.
Continue reading They Will Mount Up With Wings Like Eagles…
September 2nd, 2014
We put a 17 hand Thoroughbred horse for sale up on our Facebook page and loaded his photos onto our laptop before taking off for Kentucky to pick up two Thoroughbreds at their breeders farm. Read “The rest of the story”…
Continue reading Selling Thoroughbreds at 70 MPH
December 25th, 2013
Merry Christmas from Bits & Bytes Farm!
If you have never read our “Off-the-Track-Tales”, take a moment to read this story written by our bride Adrienne Symanowski Scott about “The Friendly Beasts of Bits & Bytes Farm”. She wrote it for Christmas in 2010.
Continue reading Merry Christmas from the Friendly Beasts of Bits & Bytes Farm
January 30th, 2012
Our very talented artist in residence (well her horse Bubba is in residence) at Bits & Bytes Farm has come up with another timely “Nickerdoodle”. She is taking the current events of today and the ‘Occupy Wall Street’ movement and applying it to happenings around the farm. Read more . . .
Continue reading Occupy Bits & Bytes Farm! – A New “Nickerdoodle”
January 6th, 2012
One night Detroit Iron, aka “Fofo Andy”, busted out of his stall and had some fun. With all the other horses watching from their stall doors, “Fofo Andy” turned on the water faucet just outside So Romeo’s stall. When we humans arrived in the morning we found So Romeo perched on the last remaining dry . . .
Continue reading So So Row Your Boat
December 24th, 2011
It is said that upon the strike of midnight on Christmas Eve animals are given the gift of speech. They then rise and sing out in praise of the Christ child. You well intentioned humans nearly got it right. The truth is, that upon the strike of midnight on Christmas Eve, humans are given the gift of hearing. One of my ancestors had the great honor of being in that humble stable on the night of His birth. The following “tail” has been passed down from generation to generation. . . Read the full story . . .
Continue reading It’s Christmas Eve . . .