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I woke up and realized I was a double-D, not the bra size, I mean that I was feeling the effects of divorce and depression.
And we rode through woods.
I woke up and realized I was a double-D, not the bra size, I mean that I was feeling the effects of divorce and depression.
And we rode through woods.
In the not so distant past, my reaction to fear was to have panic attacks that turned my body into the enemy, which was a good distraction from battling ‘the thing’ that was making me afraid in the first place. Such attacks are rare now and when they happen, it’s on a smaller scale. Face your fears… that’s my current motto.
Last week I struggled to get myself to ride my bicycle to work. Granted, the length of my work day has been unpredictable, and I’m never sure when I might have to get myself to another corporate building in a neighboring city, but that wasn’t the real reason why the car was my preferred mode…
Writing a poem today was a struggle, which may be evident. Usually I just throw out whatever comes into my head, only feeling the need for slight changes. But this one came out awkward, the cadence and message lost. I’m blaming this on the dreariness and demands of the day. All the creatures were feeling…
Last Friday I moved Luke out of his familiar home of the past five years to a new stable. Then Sunday, Steve and I did our first mini-bike tour — riding 56 miles to Carver Park reserve where we camped overnight…
Yesterday, there was a complete change of plans for my day, but in a good way. I was all set to take the dogs for a walk, go look at mountain bikes, take a bike ride if said bike happened to follow me home, and then go ride Luke in the afternoon. Fitting some house…
Snow has many sounds Depending on the temperatures Before, during, and after Walking the paths It can be like Stepping on Rice Crispies Snap crackle pop! Squeeky Like new tennis shoes On a gym floor Or shooshy Like a slinky Coming down the stairs These days, There is an abundance Of slip and slide If…
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What a beautiful Sunday you and Luke had…gorgeous!
And, let me know about the rain dance…I’ll be right over with the camera.
I am so glad you are really enjoying your time with your horses and Java. It is nice to have that freedom, to just load your horse and hit the trails. Your trails look very nice! You get a little bit of everything, like us!
I give you a lot of credit for taking advantage of every moment. The park is beautiful and you certainly have gained confidence in trailering and riding on your own.
I’m glad I found the courage to hit the trails on my own. It’s been a life saver!