From dressage rider to cowgirl wannabe to trail rider – all the horse lovin’ is here
It’s been quite a day, well, weekend actually. No fun stuff with friends but lots of other doings. Yesterday, I drove to a townhouse I thought might work for me in the future. It was the third one I’ve driven past to check out the location, traffic, and vibes. Yesterday I took Java with me…
I worked from home today. Hard to concentrate at times because I keep noticing loose hair on Java that obsessively have to pull out. But working at home is nice because there is no drive time so once I’m done working, I can get some stuff done. I went to a greenhouse a couple miles…
As Java ran towards the horses, I told her to sit and stay. Look at that obedient dog… Should have snapped a photo 5 seconds later when she went running through the fence and chased them. But I’ll leave you with this angelic impression.
So many memories put away. Need to go through them. No, not today. My Mom’s china, My son’s artwork and toys, Just start sorting through it, One of life’s little joys. Pieces that remind me where I’ve been. Memories of things I thought I’d never go through again. I take another look At the piles…
I took yesterday off from work. I’ve got some vertigo thing going and this has made me feel like one of the characters on “The Perfect Storm”. I just want to batten down the hatches. The dizziness and nausea are usually worse in the morning, so after being up for a few hours and acquiring my sea…
My bare feet move across the hardwood floor. I can feel the grit the dog and I dragged in the day before stick to my bare skin. Walking out onto the deck, I grab my socks and boots from the doorway and hop in an awkward dance pattern as I brush off my feet and…
