the constants aren't so constant anymore.

[__mayfly]

Today was the barn show as well as the last day of camp. The whole past week was alot of work but still fun. We rode our drill team routine very well, all the often frustrating mornings and afternoons of practicing these past three days paid off. I did alright in the show, a second and a third in the jumping classes and a fifth in the collegiate class. Dixie was such a good girl even if she did rub all the skin off the inside of my fingers. It's always good to see how I compare to everyone else since I can't afford to ride in regular shows. Liz is leaving, it's kind of sad but I'm sure she'll have fun at college. She's always been a constant at the barn, it will be strange without her there.
nothing is happening or everything is happening all at once. late august days can't help but be bittersweet. I start missing things now before they are gone. the get up kids are singing a goodbye in every song; it makes me sad. summer is too short.