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Recapping 2019

I had many great horsey experiences in 2019!  I am really pleased with how the year went overall; nothing is ever perfect, but both horses are sound, happy, and healthy, which is really what matters to me.

Some of my 2019 goals were met easily or with lots of hard work, and a few of them were utter fails haha.  C'est la vie! Let's recap!

Happy, health, sound
Both mares are doing well in this regard!  Dreamy will be 29 this year, and while she definitely shows signs of her age at times, she overall looks and acts much younger than she really is!  Ellie has really matured this year, filling out as well as mentally becoming more comfortable in her own skin.  As she will be eight this year, I feel like we have moved through the baby phase.

Continue lessons with Beth and Babette
This goal was met and then some!  I took almost weekly dressage lessons with Beth and monthly jump lessons with Babette. Thanks to the Morgan Dressage Association scholarship, I was also able to attend two clini…

My First Love

I clearly remember the first time I touched a horse.  I was three years old and loved to ride down to get the mail and go to the dump with my dad on Saturdays.  On the way to get the mail, there was a small black pony in a small field on the side of the road.  I don't remember exactly where it was, but I know which road and can picture it perfectly in my mind's eye.

I always loved looking at the pony and one day must have asked my dad to stop so I could pet it.  I don't remember any of that part.  What I DO remember is sitting on my dad's lap and leaning out the truck window to pat the little pony's nose.  (Now that I think about it, maybe it wasn't actually a pony.  It had to have been tall enough to put its nose up near my dad's F250 truck!  LOL!)  

It was instant love.  I loved how the pony's nose felt, I loved how he (or she) whuffed at me, I loved his smell. 

It is funny to me how I can barely remember what I did yesterday, but I have this VERY clear memory of petting this pony.  I know it was before my brother was born, so I had to have been younger than four.  No surprise that I began riding lessons a few years later, having to BEG my parents for them.


"Maybe she will take a few lessons and get it out of her system," my mother tells my first instructor.

Well, that was almost 26 years ago.

Sometimes it surprises me how much of my life is intertwined with horses.  I can't help it.  Horses are my first love (yes, I love my husband and my son, but there is just something about horses...).  Horses define who I AM.  Without them, I am not sure who I would be.

Happy Valentine's Day.  Hope yours was filled with love and horses.  <3

 

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  1. My boss has a step daughter who loves horses. They want to keep her from them til she gets over it. I told them, "good luck with that."

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  2. It was - and I know just what you mean!

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