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

Friday, August 10, 2018

Terrible trifecta

This morning it was so dark I thought we had cloud cover. But no, the sun was up, just dim and blood-red because of "smoke from a distant fire." All that particulate matter is hard on the young, the old, and those with compromised lungs – like Lance. Not that we would ride hard, because it's been so hot. Not that we could ride hard, for fear of tripping. Sigh....

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