I wish I had a good friend who also has a horse. And who lives nearby. I wish I had a good friend who lives nearby.
Tivoli has a swollen leg after our ride and I feel really guilty for putting my big ass up on her and riding her for a mile. She never let me know she hurt until after I took off her bridle and was wiping her down post ride. Stoic little asshole.
I still haven't gotten the heart to tell my landlady that I'm moving to Oakland. I don't know what to do with Tivoli. Fuuuuuuuck.
I have this dream that I will be able to find a way to keep her up north. It's a crazy dream but I do crazy things all the time and make them work. Right?
Right?
Aside from the fact that this is a picture of what I see when I am riding, I particularly like the composition of this shot:
find the stupid dog
ps. I miss redheads.