...and a few cows. But really, this post is about the horses.
Since spring, my daughter has been anticipating a visit to the farm where my Mom's friend's friend boards her horses. (follow that?)
It was a beautiful autumn afternoon, the air brisk, the leaves bright red and orange and yellow.
Grandpa even stopped by on his way home from his bike ride.
My girlie was in horse heaven.
Since spring, my daughter has been anticipating a visit to the farm where my Mom's friend's friend boards her horses. (follow that?)Sunday afternoon the time finally came. My younger brother's family was there, my mom, and Natalia and I, and the kids were soooooo excited. Even little Eli had been saying "pony? pony?" all morning. My mom's friend Teresa kindly gave each of the children a pony cart ride, let them lead Moakey around and brush her. Then the oldest 3 got a ride on a wonderfully gentle 12 yr. old "real-sized" horse named Max.
It was a beautiful autumn afternoon, the air brisk, the leaves bright red and orange and yellow.Grandpa even stopped by on his way home from his bike ride. My girlie was in horse heaven.And I was excited to learn that you can be an owner-less 4H equestrian participant once you turn 8. A much cheaper alternative to riding lessons, especially for a beginner. I'm definately filing away that tidbit for the future!
1 comment:
Better start saving those pennies for Camp Hebron's Horse Camp!
Heidi
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