To ride dressage is to dance with your horse, equal partners in the delicate and sometimes difficult work of creating harmony and beauty.

Friday, October 16, 2015

Nonsensical

It's been three days and my browband has traveled even farther away from Oregon? How does that make sense, USPS?

I'm going down to the barn to feed Lance his lunch and sit on his bare back for a bit while he eats.

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