Sunday was a perfect day out at the farm. Bright, not too hot, under a sky so blue and clear it looked as if it were out of a badly CGI’d fantasy. I rode Bowie, a red and white paint. Not Frisbee; I think I need to catch you all up on things because sadly, [...]
I went out to the farm again today, this time to ride. Since the main ring is closed because it’s still too wet, there was a queue for the round pen, for which we have to sign up. So I got Frisbee, groomed him again (and despite yesterday’s hard work, he had clearly lain down [...]
Since we’re expecting a cold front and rain this weekend I went out to ride Frisbee Wednesday night. I wanted to at least get a little work on him, since he’s been ridden so lightly these past weeks. I rode the previous Sunday and he was very spooky because of the high winds and was [...]
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