Well, look who's coming...

Did you notice that I wasn't on Horton for one of the trail rides?

That's me, in the bright blue shirt – on a not-bay horse.

Here, look a little closer:

That's a four-year-old at his very first water crossing . . . love the ears! And I love the horse . . . .

Hello, love:

There is a much longer story behind and ahead of this, which I will share as I get time. And I have time; this fellow will not be "coming through the door" for months yet, while he heals (!) and Horton hears a Who.

Two trail rides in one week!

One with a whole group...

...and one with just my little buddy (who is not looking so little on his pony anymore!).

Mail call

Soundtracks

Soundtracks for situations . . . earworms for animals . . . randomly surface in my psyche – and subsequently stick. Does that happen to anyone else?

I don't remember the first time Horton's song popped into my mind. The words have varied some, and have grown more affirming as he's made steady progress. The tune is Reuben and Rechel; the current version is something like “Horton, Horton, I've been thinking what a fine boy you will be, when all the balkiness has left to far beyond the deep, blue sea.” (BTW, I think he likes being serenaded!)

Recently an unexpected opportunity presented itself; total serendipity. Final details are still being worked out; if/when they are, I will tell the entire tale. For now I will just share the soundtrack.

Well, look who's coming through the doorI think we've met somewhere beforeHello love, hello love
Where in the world have you been so long?I've missed you so since you've been goneHello love, hello love
Make yourself feel right at homeI'll hope you plan on staying longCome in love, come in love
I must say I was sure surprisedYou're the last thing I expected byHello love, hello love
I've heard it said time and againYou'll often go back where you've beenI really didn't believe it was trueBut I left the door unlocked for you
I'll try to please you in every wayAssure you of a pleasant stayThis time love, this time love
I've been so blue since you've been goneNow you're back with me and nothing's wrongHello love, hello love
I've heard it said time and againYou'll often go back where you've beenI really didn't believe it was trueBut I left the door unlocked for you
It's wonderful now, you're back with meAnd things are like they used to beRemember love, remember love
You're back with me and my world's completeSo don't mind me if I repeatHello love, hello loveHello love, hello love(Copied from MetroLyrics.com) 

Momentum

(see my comment to Horton's owner at the end of the last post)

Look, Ma; no voltes! Today I got three canter departs in both directions without needing to resort a single small circle, and he kept cantering until I asked for trot again. Woot!

One smart cookie

The first time I asked for canter today, Horton ignored me and got a volte. The second time I asked he ignored me – and then picked up the canter IN the volte. "Can you hear me now?" I think Horton hears (a Who)!