Dearest Mandy; I don’t know if you remember the story of how I found my way to you and Pat and your wonderful herd of horses so here it is. I had just got back from Guatemala and already sniffing around for my next adventure. There was a book waiting for me from Amazon. I…
By the time we started our lesson the light had softened and the paddock was quiet. Most of the grooms had gone home for the day so we groomed and tacked our own horses.
At the end of a grueling shift my heavy feet make their way out of work. Feeling a bit like a rat on a wheel, I look forward to the brief respite of sleep. My brain suddenly pops and floods with endorphins when I realize after months and months of waiting.. This time next month…
Travelling Crone 