I rode Dream
It was sort of anticlimactic. I’ve been dying to get on her and decided to go out and try it. She stood perfectly still while I saddled her. I walked her around a bit, then lunged her some (she doesn’t have much
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It was sort of anticlimactic. I’ve been dying to get on her and decided to go out and try it. She stood perfectly still while I saddled her. I walked her around a bit, then lunged her some (she doesn’t have much
Finally I am able to take some time to write about the clinic. I’m probably going to wish that I had written sooner for fear of forgetting something, but hopefully not. I didn’t sleep very well the night before. I was running
I’m getting a little tired of these heavy rain, high wind storms. We got over four inches of rain in less than 24 hours coupled with 30 miles per hour winds. And guess what happened … the damned goat shelter blew down
The Clinic rocked. I learned a lot, as did Merlin. I’m utterly exhausted right now, both from the clinic (I was in the saddle all day) and we had heavy rain and high wind last night and I was up most of
Wally has been living here for a year today. What a wonderful year it has been. I am blessed to have such a wonderful, kind, thoughtful soul mate in my life. As I write this, I’m waiting for Wally to finish his
I don’t like Facebook. I’m sorry to those of you who are reading this and added me as a friend, but I really dislike just about everything about it. What don’t I like about it? Well, for starts, the “virtual-ism” of it.
Since Dream has been here, I have had little trouble catching him. What a relief! It seems his nervousness may have been due to being a single horse. Last night we clipped both horses. Dream stood there with just a rope draped
I’ve been on numerous wild rides with Merlin since I wrote last. Gosh, he’s a fun horse to ride. He just goes, and goes, and goes and goes. It’s wonderful. He’s brave (or stupid) as can be when it comes to difficult
While it didn’t start out so well with Merlin escaping into the back pasture, it ended great. Around noon a woman that I had met a few weeks while she was out riding her horse on the road in front of our