Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Very Silly :]



To me, horses and freedom are synonymous. ~Veryl Goodnight

Again the early-morning sun was generous with its warmth. All the sounds dear to a horseman were around me - the snort of the horses as they cleared their throats, the gentle swish of their tails, the tinkle of irons as we flung the saddles over their backs - little sounds of no importance, but they stay in the unconscious library of memory. ~Wynford Vaughan-Thomas


Wednesday, October 17, 2007



No hour of life is wasted that is spent in the saddle. ~Winston Churchill

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

New Horse


When I woke up this morning the birds were singing the sun was up and the flowers smiled at me as I walked out to get the mail. Well Okay, so the flowers are dying because I'm an awful gardener, the sun wasn't fully out but covered by clouds and okay,okay, there wasn't exactly any birds either, but it was a happy morning for me because today my friend is going to to pick me up and we are going to go and bring the horse that I might be buying to my house to try her out for a few days.

My dog barks and I realize that my friend is here. I grab my coat and quickly scan the area to make sure everything is all set. I run across the dewy lawn to my friends truck and jump in. "Hey" she greets me "you ready?" "I hope so" I say nervously.

As we drive towards our destination my mind keeps running over all the things that could happen. Jeez, taking a horse on trial is very stressful. There are so many things that can go wrong. If she gets hurt than I lose $10,000 just like that, but then again if she is everything I think she is she could be my best friend and another piece of my soul for a long time. I don't think you can put a price tag on happiness.

The gravel crunches as my friend pulls her truck into the drive way. My heart beats wildly in my chest. It feels a little like I'm standing at the edge of a cliff and I don't know if I will fly or fall.

I open my door and am greeted by happy dog noses. Their excitement at having a new visitor seems endless.

I start to walk towards the barn followed by waging tails. I take in my surroundings. Every thing is so beautiful. There are horses grazing on a distant hill, and a big oak tree with an old swing swinging lazily back and forth in the breeze. A man stands in the doorway of the barn and waves us a greeting.

"Hello nice to see you" he says when we get close enough. "Well you just have to sign a couple of papers so that I know you wont run away and never come back and also so that you know that I won't take your money and run". "After that you can head out to the pasture and she's all yours, that is if you still want her after the end of the trial". He says with a smile.

I sign the papers and head out to the pasture. As I get nearer to her she turns to look at me almost as if she is saying "Hello are you my new owner"?
I walk up to her and slip her halter over her head. She nuzzles my pockets in a search for treats. "Sorry girl" I tell her. "I don't have anything for you now."

I lead her to the trailer and she loads very easily (to my relief) A look on her face as though she's thinking "oooh a new adventure. This could be fun". I thank the man again and promise to call him when we get home. I jump into the truck and feel a smile start to spread across my face. My friend smiles at me as we pull out of the driveway "How does it feel?" she asks. "It feels like I'm flying up in the clouds somewhere" I say with a grin.

As we drive down the road I think of how my life could be changed forever. I know that there will be ups and downs happy, sad, awful, and amazing moments to come. But I really hope this is one of the moments I will never ever forget.


Tuesday, October 9, 2007

What Makes You Horse Crazy ???


When you are born you enter the world and everything is new. I think you probably know if you re horse crazy the first time you see a horse. You can't get enough of them and you know that you will do anything just to be near them. Even if it means mucking out stalls for three hours every day just so you can have a half hour lesson once a week. But you don't mind because it was so amazing to ride even for just a half hour, and every waking moment you are thinking of when you can ride next.

Once you have mucked about 526,266,666,895,256.25 stalls you have probably ridden enough times to be a pretty good rider and people start to want you to ride their horses.

By this time maybe just maybe your parents notice that you aren't going to give up this horse thing and they decide to make your wildest dream come true and buy you a horse...

So pretty much when you've been bitten by the the horse crazy bug your love for horses never ever ends and the people in your life learn to deal just with it. They will usually figure out that this craziness is a part of you and they love you so they are in fact (even if they don't like to admit it) a little horse crazy to.






Horse or dog ??

When I was little I always said that when I grew up I wanted to have a mini pony that lived in my house...







So cute !!

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Fall Trail Ride



Crunch, crunch, crunch, leaves rustle under me as I ride quietly through the woods. I love this time of year. Fall is the perfect season for me. Not to hot, not to cold, and no bugs well hardly any I have to add as a fly lands on my nose.

My pony stops to lift her head as a deer flits gracefully over a stone wall and out of sight. It is so wonderful to be able to ride. it is one of the most amazing feelings.

I think to myself of the many things horses have taught me in the nine years I have ridden them. They have taught me patience and trust,they have given me confidence, but they always keep me humble. i smile when I think of the times when I was feeling full of myself and got bucked off. They are very humorous and they make me laugh. They have been some of my best teachers. I guess I really am horse crazy.

My pony nickers and it brings me back to the present and out of my memories. i realize that we are almost home. I reach down and give my pony a hug. There is nothing like a good trail ride. "I love you sweet pony" I whisper. These are the moments I will remember forever.