Saturday, October 31, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
ringing that bluebell, caught up in sunlight
Maizie is concentrating on the task at hand. The western tack is new to us!
Here is an adorable picture of Ernie and his "horse", Shadow!
Saturday, October 24, 2009
look at how the time goes past
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
of one thing I'm sure, it's a friendship so pure
Thursday, October 15, 2009
meanwhile back in the year one
Tomorrow is Mom's birthday. It looks like rain so we probably won't get in any riding. In lieu of riding, Brian, Maizie, and I took Mom roller skating this week. She had skated once a week for many years, but she had a serious fall last year and has lost some nerve. We all had a safe, great time at the rink. After witnessing the septuagenarians whizzing past us at top speed doing all sorts of complicated dance steps, I began to think about roller skating ability and riding ability. I was still philosophizing this idea while I was riding Pie the next morning. I happen to come from a family of roller skaters, downhill skiers, and riders. In these activities, fear, tension, and a striving for control actually cause problems. If you have ever been roller skating (not on inlines, but on four wheels) and you see someone who has never skated, they are tense and trying like crazy NOT to move. The tension in their body actually moves the wheels forward in spite of all their efforts to be still. This causes a series of disastrous events most often ending in a slow-motion fall at a standstill. Skis are exactly the same. The more you try not to move the more you slide and move. The skaters at Mom's rink are so loose and calm and fast and relaxed and fearless. They roll, and sway and are like rubberbands. I was thinking of this on the grey, windy morning after our night of skating, when Pie was very, very up. He was shaking his head and jumping and really wound tight. I felt myself become the rubberband that I am when I ride. I realized that somewhere along the way I learned to go with the skates, go with the skis, go with the horse. I give him the reins even though it seems like I should tighten them. I know I can't or I will lose him altogether. I was thinking that I bet those older roller skaters would be good riders!
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Twice upon a time
Mom and I rode Thursday before my class. I laughed because I had planned on running - not riding and I was dressed in slippery running pants and jacket. Talk about the antithesis of half-chaps! I was sliding around in the saddle as Pie lurched this way and that! He is so carefree and playful - never really malicious so it wasn't too dangerous. We had a great ride and I was relaxed to teach. I hate to go to class without either riding or running first. Something about both activities makes me feel like I can concentrate better. After we returned and were grazing, our cousin, Glenda arrived with her precious grandchildren. Pie walked right up to their mini van and stuck his giant head in their side door. Gleeful giggles erupted inside and Pie loved all the attention. Can you imagine being strapped in a carseat and a big Pie head comes in your van? The children got out and shared carrots with Pie and Sovey. What fun!!!
Yesterday afternoon was warm and gorgeous so the very second Maizie got off the bus at 4pm we headed over to the barn and tacked up the boys. Mom walked beside Sovereign so that Maizie wasn't completely on her own up top. I rode beside on Pie. We stayed in the pastures and had a super time. Maizie is long and lean and built to ride. She looks so good on a horse with a very natural seat. I am an over-protective mom who hasn't started her with lessons yet. (Too many Bonnie Blue memories). Mom and I remind her about her hands and her heels and she laughs and loves up the Sovey Boy. I think Mom was the only one who got a workout, but it sure was great fun!
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
It's getting hard to be someone
Thursday, October 1, 2009
a nod is as good as a wink...
Pie's mane and ears - again! So cute!
Mom and Sovey. It looks like she is yanking his head, but I think he turned to look at something. It was sooooo windy and the boys were looking quickly in all directions. I think Mom looks so cute here! And Sovey...well, he is just the sweetest, cutest bunny rabbit ever.