“Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.” — C.S. Lewis Luke and I haven’t yet been on a trail ride this year — I’ve simply been too busy. But my friend Cheryle and I took a short jaunt through…
Last Sunday, New Year’s Day, was the holiday gathering of the stable women, as in horse stable women, not necessarily sensible stable women. With six women riding in an indoor arena, there was no putting Luke into automatic pilot and taking photos. After all, we were doing quadrilles. And it was no easier coordinating a photo…
I’ve been trail riding two gorgeous Saturdays in a row, the first was at Wild River State Park. I’ve wanted to ride at this park for a long time and it was as beautiful as I’d heard. We didn’t know the Wild River trails, so we had to keep checking the maps to figure out…
I’m in such a strange place. When haven’t I been? But this is perplexing in its uniqueness to my usual strangeness. I don’t want to be on my computer any more than I have to lately. I try to write, edit photos, read email, catch up with people but just the sitting down at my computer…
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…
I’ve ridden Luke a couple times this week and will ride again tomorrow, all in preparation for riding in a dressage test clinic on Saturday. Neither Luke nor I are quite sure what I was thinking when I signed up for this. As you can see, Luke is a bit less than enthusiastic about the…
