A solid rain storm started last evening and ran through much of today. So what else can a girl do but go to the Horse Expo and look at all the bling.
There was more bling than practical stuff. I found a Troxel helmet I’ve been looking for, to replace my old horse-chewed up helmet, but the price tag stopped me. Check out Laughing Orca Ranch to get a detailed low down on a bunch of helmet options. You’ll enjoy the humor.
I sat in a Tucker Plantation saddle that I really like. Those new gel seats are awesome! And there is a front saddle pack by Trail Max that I am coveting. But I came home without anything but a few photos (okay 80 photos) from the breed parade. I hope this isn’t too much of a good thing. Fortunately, I sat down in the arena during the middle of the parade and did not capture all the breeds.
Next stop was the Bike Expo, which was also at the fair grounds. I was disappointed that they didn’t have more bikes to look at (and perhaps try) and bike toys — I was hoping to find some kind of bobble head cowgirl to go on my handlebars. But on the plus side, there were tons of trail guides and information about places to vacation and bike tour.
There are bikes in Minneapolis that you can rent and use — the lime green bikes shown below. I don’t think they had in mind for you to do wheelies on them however.
After all that expo fun, the sun actually came out. It was windy, but we had to take advantage of our good fortune and take a walk at the Rum River park before it turns nasty again tonight.
I hate to end my poetry month on such a negative note with my last couple poems, but isn’t that what poetry is for? To get out the feelings and emotions? To let the words echo what’s hidden? To be heard for a moment in time? And then have it, the feelings, hopefully float onto the page and away, to write another emotion, another experience and way of seeing, tomorrow? Or I could just blame it on the rain.
I really don’t know what’s with me lately except the weather has put everyone a bit on edge, and job pressure is huge and will continue to be so for at least a month, and I can’t ever seem to have a normal money month. So many unexpected expenses and I still need a lawn mower. I know, so why buy a new camera? It may be stupid and poor money management, but it’s been helpful in keeping me sane, or I should say, saner.
I toned the poem down quite a bit. The first draft was way bitter on the tongue but it sure was fun to write.
They are happy
Don’t be selfish
Deserves to be happy
Aren’t you happy?
I want you to be
Happy, happy, happy
Can’t you tell
How much I care?
No matter what happens
Of course not
I didn’t think so
Even if you did
You’ll be okay