Foalstory (LJ import)

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/