Welcome to Carter Acres. We are a small family operated Quarter Horse farm located in the beautiful rolling hills of West Central Minnesota. We run about 50 Registered Quarter Horses; about 25 of them being broodmares and the rest of them stallions and young horses in various ages and stages of training. We place a strong emphasis on conformation, athleticism and kind, trainable dispositions. We work with all our foals at a young age and by the time they are weaned, they will lead and tie well for their new owners, be approachable on both sides and most likely pick up their feet. They will have been handled several times and not fear humans, making them much easier to continue their training when they get older. Having trained a fair number of horses ourselves, we absolutely know that this is the case. If you’re looking for something in particular, let us know. If we don’t have what you’re looking for, we might know someone who does! Please be patient while the site loads; there are a lot of pictures so it takes a little while, but once it’s up, it’s very easy to navigate.
We invite you to browse our site and pick your favorites….definitely “eye candy” for the horse lover!
If you’ve purchased a horse from us in the past, we would enjoy including pictures and success stories on our testimonial page. There is no greater tribute to a horse breeder than repeat buyers and we’ve been blessed with many. Our sincere thanks for your belief in our program and allowing us to continue to do what we love!
Our life philosophy can be summed up by a beautiful poem written by Theresa Whitmarsh-Berryman and featured in the book, Believe, A Horseman’s Journey by Buck Brannaman (A bosalita is defined as a decorative bosal secured in the forelock. It has no real function; it is jewelry to honor the horse and his/her accomplishments.)
I yearn to earn the right to wear the bosalita someday.As I’m passing through the Light at the end of my life,I hope I’ll feel my Lord carefully tie it in my hair,A symbol that I allowed the Master to complete His work with me.That after I balked and braced, I yielded to His hands,When I stalled out, uncertain, I learned to move forward, freely following His lead,That when I flew in fear, not caring for my fate, but only for my fear,I learned to slow my feet and wait on Him, until sure of Him,I ran with faith, swift and certain and true, in the paths He made for me.