On Saturday I left my boys happily grazing in the pastures and took a weekend trip with Maizie and Brian to NYC. Brian had to deliver one of his lovely tables outside of the city, so we combined our outing with a visit to Maizie's mecca, Yankee Stadium. Baseball, in general, and the Yankees, in particular, is Maizie's current passion. (She also happens to have a huge crush on Yankees catcher, Russell Martin, which of course, helps fuel this interest.) Maizie doesn't play baseball or softball, but she loves to analyze the strategies and numbers of the game. She is a walking encyclopedia of baseball facts and figures - not history, but current information. At thirteen, she aspires not to be the first woman president of the United States, but the first woman field manager in Major League Baseball. Here she is practicing from the Yankee Dugout. Watch out, Joe!
Old school mode of travel - truck with a bench seat - three across! We borrowed Brian's dad's truck and put the table in the bed. This gave us tight family time. I had to listen to baseball talk and they had to endure my squeals of delight at every horse farm we passed. The family who purchased the table placed it under a pergola in their garden with an adorable donkey and many sheep right outside the garden gate. Their farm is surrounded by gorgeous equestrian properties.
Maizie looking young and pensive with her "Golden Ticket" to Yankee Stadium in hand.
Maizie and Brian in the dugout.
Back in Manhattan I took a street scene of the Empire State Building at night...
and another in the morning.
Maizie and Brian in Times Square on Saturday night.
Monday morning it sure was good to be home and groom the sweetie pies and hop on Sovereign for a much needed ride! I felt the frenetic nature of the city melt away. I can't live too many days without horsey breath. I noticed that their coats had gotten thicker and fluffed up in just a weekend.