Horse Hat*
Fifteen minutes of riding yesterday. Bareback, seatbones digging into Sage's back, legs wrapped around his barrel in that special well-balanced way that only happens when I am riding well and he's not extra pudgy.
Sage was very lovey on the ground and present under saddle. I swear he puts himself into a better frame all on his own when I ride him right. Tucks his head right under and lengthens his topline. I love those days when I feel both tall and rooted in the saddle; when my horse feels both happy and eager to work.
Nice to be back in the 'saddle' so soon. With his issues last week I feared it would be a lot longer before we got back there. Bonus points for his mellow cheerfulness given it was windy enough for Dorothy to not be in Kansas any more while I was riding...
*to be made this summer out of yarn made from all the Sage hair I'm collecting now
Sage was very lovey on the ground and present under saddle. I swear he puts himself into a better frame all on his own when I ride him right. Tucks his head right under and lengthens his topline. I love those days when I feel both tall and rooted in the saddle; when my horse feels both happy and eager to work.
Nice to be back in the 'saddle' so soon. With his issues last week I feared it would be a lot longer before we got back there. Bonus points for his mellow cheerfulness given it was windy enough for Dorothy to not be in Kansas any more while I was riding...
*to be made this summer out of yarn made from all the Sage hair I'm collecting now