Today I had a short window of time between work and picking up my son from school. The rain had stopped and the sun was trying to break through thinning clouds, so I pulled on my breeches and ran to the barn to squeeze in a ride on my mental health mustang man. With no more than 30 minutes of actual saddle time available, we headed for the the neighboring hollow's gravel lane.
It was the best half-hour of my day. :-)
To ride dressage is to dance with your horse, equal partners in the delicate and sometimes difficult work of creating harmony and beauty.
Thursday, October 27, 2016
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What a beautiful view!
What a lovely ride.... and a lovely horse.
It's now a long ride, Alanna, but it's right next door!
Thank-you, Kim, it really was – and he really is. :-)
"NOT" a long ride....
That's a pretty view. I post ride shots on Facebook each Sunday usually. Are you on FB?
I AM on FB, Mary, under the kinda-pseudonym of Mitch Mohr (FB is NOT a favorite of mine and I do not "play their game." I would love to see your ride shots, though; do you have a link to your FB acct on your blog?
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