It has been sort of rough the past few weeks. My husband got the flu, then I started having an exacerbation on my MS, then I got the flu and could not do much for two weeks. Luckily I do not have permament harm this time, so it is back to riding!
Every year after the summer blahs I always worry if my hands are good enough to ride in a bit. Forced by the bad effects of the heat on my MS I HAVE to ride bitless during the summertime. I am so grateful for the cross-under…
I met my first horse (a TB I think) in 1957 in Chile. He was sooo big, and sooo tall. This horse was kind, when my little finger got taken into his mouth with the treat, he pushed it out with his tongue before chewing.
My mania for horses gave me a sort of stability through all the moves of my father's Foreign Service career. I got to ride in the foothills of the Andes, this sort of spoiled me for normal trail riding. Then my family rode on the white sand beaches in…