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Hidden Brook Farm Dressage Schooling Show - June 2, 2019

Ellie and I did a show at our lesson barn this past weekend instead of taking a lesson.  I would have done a lesson on Saturday before the show, but my instructor went to NEDA Spring with her eldest daughter, who was able to get her last Grand Prix score for her USDF Gold Medal!!!  So that is a good reason to not be able to lesson haha.

I admit I was a little bummed about our low scores at the SMDA show two weeks prior.  I know a score of 6 (60%) is called satisfactory, but I really thought our performance was better than a low 60%.
I was determined to ride well and even though Beth was not there, I had her youngest daughter as my back up if the wheels fell off the bus LOL!  She was already in the warmup and at the show ring with her actual students, so it was nice to have her there to remind me to breathe and not hang on the left rein!  ;-)
Ellie unloaded and was totally calm.  Honestly, she loves her lesson barn and knows it is her second home haha.  She was much calmer tied to the tra…

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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