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Sunday, June 5, 2011. Slovenia and The Lipica Stud Farm. While we were on vacation we had the opportunity to go to the Lipica Stud Farm. This was the orginal home of the Lippizan horses. I loved it! I was able to ride and take a lesson on a lippizan stallion. While riding him, we passaged! During our time at the stables and stud farm the Austrian Ferrari Club came to the farm for a tour. Needless to say, Joel and Ross loved it! Here are some pictures! BCT Articles and Feedback. So, you may be wondering w.

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Tuesday, September 21, 2010. Travis and I are finally back to having lunch together after a few long weeks. Last week I was in Vegas for a National Glass trade show. I will share some of the meals from that later. To wash down all t.