Enjoying The View
As far as late winters go, this one has been a little rough on the riding front.
The footing at home has been absolutely horrendous, with greasy mud dominating every square inch of the farm. It's rained a lot, and I find myself thinking that a few inches of snow over frozen ground would honestly be preferable riding conditions, even if it meant colder temperatures.
It's only been in recent days that Dino and I have been able to canter for short distances on what precious good footing there is at home, and we've been either hauling out for a lesson or hacking the mile to our neighbor's indoor to ride in a ring once a week.
Because really, what's better than cantering bareback along the edge of a 60-acre field while the cold wind of an impending blizzard whips through your pony's mane, or riding down a lonely road in the mist with only the sound of his hooves for music? Is there a more beautiful sunset than one seen from between the ears of a good horse? I love training. I love showing. I love working hard to improve as a rider. But I love the view more than any of it.