We walked the horses over to Molly’s place for their summer pasture on Saturday night. I miss them already. <3 I get to sleep in a half hour later when I go to work early, but it’s sad not to see those welcoming faces with their ears pricked forward, kind eyes excitedly watching me while I prepare their feed every morning.
Now they have lots of grass. I try to visit them every day, and I’m hoping to ride Destiny again soon. I want her to get used to being away from Molly. Des never used to be particularly herd-bound, but since she met Molly, she doesn’t like to be away from her. When I ride her out of Molly’s sight, they both start calling to each other, Molly goes racing through the pasture, and Destiny wants to run too. She settles down after a while, but the procedure almost always repeats the next day I ride her. I want to get her focused on me and used to being by herself so I can ride her on some trails near my house later in the summer when they come back home.
The farrier came yesterday to trim their hooves. I’m glad both of them are so good with their feet. They’re so easy to work with. xD We have to get the vet out soon too for their annual vaccinations. :)
I wrote this poem a few years ago about Destiny and her loyalty as a true Arabian horse. The Arabian is supposed to be a very loyal breed, so I tried to put it into words. :)
When the sun shines bright and clear,
And when the snowflakes glitter near,
You’re as constant as a star;
You shine your light on all that’s dark.
When dawn breaks light and all’s arose,
When twilight brings it to a close,
Your kind eye guides me all the way;
You’re always there with no delay.
Your silky coat and ears attuned,
None will get past your post assumed;
Your watchful gaze forever meets
All that deny your loyalty.
No matter what, in rain or fire,
To stand by you is my last desire.
Through hopeless dreams of useless things,
You read my heart and set me free.
My power went out yesterday, for no obvious reason. I had just filled the sink to wash my cat’s dishes and put some chicken strips in the oven when it went out. I had to wash and carefully rinse the dishes, and then my dad helped me cook my chicken strips on the barbecue. I watched the horses over the rail of the deck while I waited.
I then spent the afternoon playing games on my laptop (thank goodness I got a new one, the batteries actually hold a charge!) and eating the candy I bought at Bulk Barn last week, until my dad lent me some of his data on my phone. Then he, my mom, Mal, and I all sat in the living room snapchatting each other random funny stuff until the power finally came back on. That’s what happens at my house when the power goes out. xD
I also got a new sweater yesterday, so I wore that to the barn today. The horses are doing really well. They wait patiently by the fence every morning now for me to let them out on the grass. Destiny’s pretty much done shedding, but Molly’s still a bit fluffy. I’ve been brushing her every day, but no matter how much I do there’s always still hair! They both look really good though. :)
Have you guys seen the “dedotated wam” video? (If you’ve seen it, you probably know what I’m talking about.) My brother and I have been laughing at that phrase for days. It actually sounds so much like something we would say just for fun! I tried to find a good copy of the video to link to on YouTube, but I couldn’t find one. It’s funny because the first time he showed me the video, it took me a second, but I understood what the guy meant the first time he said it. I don’t know if that means I’m crazy or just good at figuring out what people are trying to say. Or maybe I’ve just spent too much time talking to Mal about computer stuff. I don’t know. xD
I think it’s finally summer! Well not exactly, not for another month and a half, but it’s been warm and we’ve been trying to find places that sell ice cream. Unfortunately, not many do yet, but soon I will get my two scoops of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream!
We went to Bulk Barn last week, since Mal and I still had gift cards to use. Between the three of us, we got 5 pounds of mini chocolate chip cookies. I think we have a cookie problem. xD We got candy too of course.
There have been a couple of bunnies hanging around in my backyard lately. I got out to take some pictures of one of them a couple of days ago. Mal and I decided to call him Bernie. :3
Yesterday, we set up some temporary fencing to put the horses out on the front lawn so they can eat some of the green grass. They were pretty happy about that!
I had a great weekend, and I hope you did too! Mine was filled with fun times, chocolate, and sunshine… well, more or less sunshine. Lol!
On Friday, I went for a walk and ended up at the beach. While Jacob and I sat there, reminiscing about past fun times, a truck arrived. It was a family with three kids. They brought pizza to eat while they were waiting for the tide to come in so they could fish. I don’t know why, but it reminded me of the fun afternoons I’ve always had with my family. It looked like the kind of thing we would have done when Mal and I were that age. :) It made me smile to think of all the things we used to do when we were younger. We were always walking, biking, and exploring new places. Some things never change!
Friday night, my mom, dad, aunt “Titi”, uncle Brandon, Jacob, Mal, and I went for a walk on the beach. Naturally, I somehow became up to my ankles in mud trying to follow Mal and Jacob up a cliff and had to backtrack to go around the mud. That’s just the way the story goes when I’m there! The sunset was lovely and yes, of course I took some pictures of it. xD
When I came home from work on Saturday, we ate pizza and garlic bread at my nan’s house. Then we got Mal’s dirtbike running (after putting the battery back in it and replacing a fuse), drove the bikes to the beach and had a fire. It was cold though, so we didn’t stay there too long. The drive wasn’t bad (well, I mean, I was wearing two pairs of mittens, two sweaters, and a winter coat, so how could I possibly be cold?), just sitting on the beach was because the wind was constantly at us. It was still fun though!
On Sunday, we mostly spent the day watching various movies, and I made my semi-famous fudge. :p It tastes like summer.
We took advantage of the after-Easter chocolate sales on Monday, and I bought more chocolate than I should have. Then I got some more on Tuesday (I should not be allowed to work at a grocery store), and, well, here’s the result of that:
How was your Easter weekend? Did you do anything fun? :)
When I was first learning to ride, I honestly was just happy to be around horses. Any horse. Every second I spent near or on a horse was pure joy. I wanted to be there every day, all of the time. I was always happy when I was with a horse. But I was also very serious about it, and determined to learn my way around horses.
I recently read this article, and I agree whole-heartedly that lesson horses are some of the most important horses we will ever ride. A lot of people don’t give them as much credit as they deserve. When I was reading in the very beginning of the article some of the complaints that some riding students gave about the lesson horses they were riding, I was actually a bit surprised. Thinking back, I don’t think I have ever uttered any kind of phrase like that about any horse I learned to ride on, and if I did it was most certainly NOT to my riding instructor or WHILE riding the horse. When I was riding, I was always focusing on what I was doing and trying to improve my riding wherever I could. I was strong-willed and I was convinced I could befriend each one of the lesson horses I got to ride. I was determined to ride them all as well as I could, even if I didn’t realize at the time that I was also learning from each one. I’ve met a lot of devoted riders who feel that way, and I wish all new riders could share that love and respect for the horses they ride.
This is more or less a post for those people learning to ride. Remember to appreciate every horse you ride, because each one is teaching you something and bettering you, even if you don’t realize it at the time. If you find a horse difficult to ride, don’t blame the horse. It’s YOUR job to find out how to ride that particular horse to bring out the best in both of you. You’ll get along better with some horses than others, but that doesn’t make those others bad horses; a good rider learns how to ride all sorts of different types of horses. Don’t let anything discourage you, because even if seems to be taking forever to learn something, and even if it seems like you will never be able to get the horse to do what you’re asking, you will. Sometimes it takes a lot of time and patience, but eventually you will unlock that key to success, and it’s worth it. Believe me, it’s worth it. Just keep a positive attitude, work hard, enjoy your time with any horse even if you don’t particularly like that horse (remember, he’s still teaching you important lessons!), and believe in yourself. And always remember: a perfect horse requires a perfect rider. I wish more people believed in the importance of lesson horses!
Like the author of the article I linked to above, I had a few lesson horses in mind when I wrote this post. I’m choosing to focus on one, an old gray Arabian mare named Day. Whenever I think “lesson horse,” she’s the first that comes to my mind. She was the first horse I ever rode and the sweetest, most gentle horse I’ve ever met. She was the kind of horse you could teach anyone to ride on. She loved attention and being ridden, and she enjoyed having a job to do (even if that job was just zigzagging through pylons at a walk). She wasn’t particularly difficult to ride, but she was old and slow and some students didn’t like that. I only rode Day a couple of times (she was usually the first horse anyone rode, but after a few lessons we would start riding some of the other horses), but I took an instant liking to her and I tried to visit her in her stall every time I went riding so I could say hi. She wasn’t much of a challenge, but she taught me the basics of riding (not to mention the life lessons I’m still learning from her) and I have to give her credit for that. She passed away at the ripe old age of about 32 a couple of years or so after I started riding, but I remember her just as clearly as if I visited her yesterday. <3 The left photo below is Day a couple of weeks before she passed, and the right is me and her about a month after I started riding in fall 2005.