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

Monday, November 28, 2016

Looking to the future, in spite of the present

As I shared on my farm blog, now more than ever my time is not my own. Add the often wet weather to everything, and there has been little to no riding time. I managed a ride last Monday and a short one yesterday evening, plus a brief turn-out in the arena last Friday to let Lance blow off some steam. Ha; turns out there was no head of steam – all he wanted to do was "join up"! I shooed him around for a little bit to take photos of his cute self, and then lead him back to his stall.

But that hasn't stopped me from dreaming of hitting the ballroom floor. Several weeks ago at a resale clothing shop I stumbled across a pair of Ariat Volant Front-Zip tall boots. The footbed was so comfortable that I almost bought them even though I needed a taller, slimmer shaft. That renewed my interest in replacing my old Cavallos (purchased second-hand at least 20 years ago) with a pair of zippered tall boots, rather pointless unless I'm going to show again sometime. I've been stalking eBay; yesterday I pulled the trigger on a pair of "glass slippers." ;-)

I also did a wee bit of CyberMonday shopping; I ordered a demo model of this to try for trail riding. Lance has periodic bouts of petechiae that make his mouth sore; I figured this would be more comfortable AND eliminate the need to disinfect his bit after every use. Here's hoping it works for us!

Sunday, November 20, 2016

We're still making tracks and out of the arena.

I found out shortly after my last riding post that my DH sprayed the arena with Round-Up after sweeping up the leaves. :-(   I am ANTI-Round-up; plenty of research from around the globe has confirmed that glyphosate is NOT the benign entity Monsanto would have us believe it is. So if I do ride in the arena now, I hose off Lance's legs and hooves afterwards to minimize his exposure to the harmful chemical.

Saturday, November 12, 2016

MAKING time for this post

Things have been busy so the posts that have been percolating haven't been able to bubble onto the blog yet. But this? THIS?!?

(along with a few family members)

Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday from dear hubby; happy birthday to me!
(a few happy tears were shed)

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Dance lessons

Another warm, dry day to ride! Even though I try not to trample the fallen leaves into the sand of our arena, I really wanted to school today, so into the arena we went. (My DH swept up the leaves with the riding lawn mower this evening; yay!) It was one of those days when Lance felt frustratingly sloth-like, with NO available energy. Mind you, I was wearing my blunt ball spurs and carrying a dressage whip, but I didn't want to stab and smack him into moving. So (after warming up, of course) I asked Lance to canter, then got in two-point and urged him to go. We galloped around the arena a few times, then I brought him back and started the rhythm work in trot Julie had us work on at our last lesson. Lance responds very well to that simple exercise; it really does feel like we are practicing ballroom dancing: one-two-three, one-two-three. And I know the muscles and communication we are building will lead, in due time, to both passage and extended trot. But I'm enjoying every baby step along the way. ;-)