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

Wednesday, September 24, 2014


When I got home this evening from working at Rick's clinic, Lance was banging loudly on his stall door. I didn't have time to ride yesterday, and my busy boy was going stir-crazy. So I let the dogs out, changed clothes, and went down to remedy the situation. The showers of the last two days had watered the arena footing perfectly, and I was looking forward to riding without worrying.

Lance was mouthier than usual while I tacked him up, and fresher than usual under saddle. The added energy was nice – except when it erupted into a bit of bucking at the canter. ;-)

As we finished up, the sky matched my mood. There's nothing like a nice ride on a good horse to make the whole world look rosy!


Mary said...

Totally agree, and I am looking forward to being able to ride in the evening.

Maggie said...

I've found your other blog too! I don't know too much about dressage but I'm looking forward to reading your future posts. X

Michelle said...

The evening is coming earlier and earlier, Mary!

Welcome, Maggie! I love dressage; it will always be how I ride and train. But time will tell if Lance and I can ever return to it competitively.