Nostalgia
"The reason people find it so hard to be happy is that they always see the past better than it was, the present worse than it is, and the future less resolved than it will be”- Unknown
Sitting here recovering from the last few days in single digit weather looking at the pictures of a summer past, I'm getting a little nostalgic for warm days past. Even though I'm branching out and I love the new boarders J&J, and the two geldings we're holding for a man that had to have surgery, and to add to that Monday, H is shipping her free horse (ha) all the way from California to take a job here in Indiana-- I still miss my little place of tranquil solitude (and the warm weather we had). My barn is a very important place to me and after all that we've been through since August-- rescuing her, the horrible birth and eventual death of little Frost, it was so nice to go out and sit in the field with her and just exist. They've been so accomodating to the blind little mare and I, life is really serendipitous sometimes.
The dose of Pony Prozac I had last month was not enough to suffice through these truly dark months. Ive found myself wound tighter than usual and it requires taking a step back to realize that the world isn't colapsing around me, I just need to ride again! Furthermore, I need to trail ride again, in the green lush summer forests with wonderful trail buddies.
Sera' Sera' is my main girl right now, but my little one eyed Arab/quarter "Sugar" will always be the true love of my life. My first little mare will be 7 years old (having a heart attack saying that) in February and is being ridden by a little 10 year old girl for 4-H right now. The relationship they have is magical to say the least and I'm very proud that the little girl is riding her and Sugar takes such good care of her. I had the opportunity to steal her away for a Labor day weekend, ride her in Hocking Hills State Park, gallop and jump with the best of them... all in a rope halter. Sugar bear, I'm so proud of you my heart bursts while your gone, but you've impressed me to no end with the love you've shown the little girl.
Heres a picture of my little trail boss-- this plucky petite thing is the best trail horse on 4 legs...and dont get me started on that Arabian 6th gear galloping across fields. I can almost feel the wind through my hair now with her feet barely touching the ground. Just a few more months and it will be trail season again! Who's with me?!
Tyler-Bean and I hitting the water.... Nothing like a weekend where both your butt and fore arms are sore! Ye haw! (Out comes the closet cowgirl!)
ahh... nostalgia....
Sitting here recovering from the last few days in single digit weather looking at the pictures of a summer past, I'm getting a little nostalgic for warm days past. Even though I'm branching out and I love the new boarders J&J, and the two geldings we're holding for a man that had to have surgery, and to add to that Monday, H is shipping her free horse (ha) all the way from California to take a job here in Indiana-- I still miss my little place of tranquil solitude (and the warm weather we had). My barn is a very important place to me and after all that we've been through since August-- rescuing her, the horrible birth and eventual death of little Frost, it was so nice to go out and sit in the field with her and just exist. They've been so accomodating to the blind little mare and I, life is really serendipitous sometimes.
The dose of Pony Prozac I had last month was not enough to suffice through these truly dark months. Ive found myself wound tighter than usual and it requires taking a step back to realize that the world isn't colapsing around me, I just need to ride again! Furthermore, I need to trail ride again, in the green lush summer forests with wonderful trail buddies.
Sera' Sera' is my main girl right now, but my little one eyed Arab/quarter "Sugar" will always be the true love of my life. My first little mare will be 7 years old (having a heart attack saying that) in February and is being ridden by a little 10 year old girl for 4-H right now. The relationship they have is magical to say the least and I'm very proud that the little girl is riding her and Sugar takes such good care of her. I had the opportunity to steal her away for a Labor day weekend, ride her in Hocking Hills State Park, gallop and jump with the best of them... all in a rope halter. Sugar bear, I'm so proud of you my heart bursts while your gone, but you've impressed me to no end with the love you've shown the little girl.
Heres a picture of my little trail boss-- this plucky petite thing is the best trail horse on 4 legs...and dont get me started on that Arabian 6th gear galloping across fields. I can almost feel the wind through my hair now with her feet barely touching the ground. Just a few more months and it will be trail season again! Who's with me?!
Tyler-Bean and I hitting the water.... Nothing like a weekend where both your butt and fore arms are sore! Ye haw! (Out comes the closet cowgirl!)
ahh... nostalgia....