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Rudolph the red-nosed foalstory
Had a very shiny nose.
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
from the Christmas Song Generator.
Dec. 24th, 2008
flying with grace
Dec. 24th, 2008 01:06 pmlovely day yesterday on Denali -- hoped on bareback (with pad though since she's still a bit thin) and jumped a bit since some lovely fences were set up. Realized afterwards this as the first time I had jumped her since Steph took photos of us, which was also a a month since the time before.
Jumping bareback is good for us -- with my focus on balancing my seat, I can't brace and hold her back. I HAVE to flow with her no matter what happens, so we go so much nicer. Sweet! I like and we had a blast :)
not even sore today, rock on.
Jumping bareback is good for us -- with my focus on balancing my seat, I can't brace and hold her back. I HAVE to flow with her no matter what happens, so we go so much nicer. Sweet! I like and we had a blast :)
not even sore today, rock on.
Memories!
I'm still trying to get the scanner working so I can add photos to my last horse history post and then go forward. However, there's one thing that's appropriate for today.
Christmas Eve Morning trail rides.
For a few years we used to do this, Jenny and me (whom I just found on facebook recently, yay!) and sometimes Elena or others. At least one year it was foggy as anything and we rode through the hillside trails in the mist. It was surreal and just awesome. I remember that the most, second only to riding over to the elementary school and galloping across the forbidden soccer fields. These were my 'Wings' years (the horse I rode) and as an ex-racing quarterhorse, he did pretty well. It was also the only time I got to let a horse go full-out at that point in my life -- and probably when I got addicted to galloping (which I couldn't really fulfill until I got to college).
So every Christmas Eve day I remember these rides. Much better memories than where I was two years ago. Wow, what a contrast.
2 years ago -> http://foalstory.livejournal.com/2006/12/24/
I'm still trying to get the scanner working so I can add photos to my last horse history post and then go forward. However, there's one thing that's appropriate for today.
Christmas Eve Morning trail rides.
For a few years we used to do this, Jenny and me (whom I just found on facebook recently, yay!) and sometimes Elena or others. At least one year it was foggy as anything and we rode through the hillside trails in the mist. It was surreal and just awesome. I remember that the most, second only to riding over to the elementary school and galloping across the forbidden soccer fields. These were my 'Wings' years (the horse I rode) and as an ex-racing quarterhorse, he did pretty well. It was also the only time I got to let a horse go full-out at that point in my life -- and probably when I got addicted to galloping (which I couldn't really fulfill until I got to college).
So every Christmas Eve day I remember these rides. Much better memories than where I was two years ago. Wow, what a contrast.
2 years ago -> http://foalstory.livejournal.com/2006/12/24/
silly girl, snow is for ponies!
Dec. 24th, 2008 04:04 pmDenali continues her tradition - http://foalstory.livejournal.com/578845.html
Christmas Eve +
Snow Storm +
Pasture +
and she insists upon staying outside.
ooookay girly. Enjoy yourself! :)
Christmas Eve +
Snow Storm +
Pasture +
and she insists upon staying outside.
ooookay girly. Enjoy yourself! :)