out in force – and riding will be way less fun. There is mainly the noise to contend with. And we won’t be able to be out on the main trails. A pity. So for now, I am content to get out between rain storms.
Today my friend Terri Mielke came over with Joe, her savvy trail horse. He’s a large, rangy, dark bay Tennessee Walker with a blaze and a snip on his nose and a very long thin neck. Terri left her less trail savvy horse Patrick at home. I was glad – I knew that Joe would be good company for Raudi.
And he was excellent company. We rode our trails, talking companionably the entire way. We came back on the upper loop road – and I gave Terri the neighborhood tour. She’s ridden here before, but for some reason we don’t give the tour when we ride with groups.
Raudi did wonderfully – on the way home she was energetic. The RV framework extension project at Yvonne’s continues. It was being covered with white flappy plastic when we passed. The horses paid it no mind. As I told Raudi, it’s just like the agility tunnel. Nice, to be on a reliable animal and to be with another reliable animal.
I often wish I had someone around here to ride with; just one other person would be enough. I often think of how nice it would be if that person had a few Icelandic horses. But isn’t that the way life is, get one thing and you want another.
I don’t feel that way about snow. After writing this I realized that I really don’t want it. I’m content for things to remain as they are – the prospect of snowmachiners whizzing past fills me with a sense of dread.
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