Expanding my territory

our ride

By most objective standards, I’ve recovered from my fall. I’m riding again, I rarely feel like I’m going to lose my balance and trip, my ankle doesn’t hurt most of the time and I have almost regained the full range of motion in my shoulder. The mental aspects of recovery take longer. Hunting again was […]

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A carpet of spring flowers

A carpet of spring flowers

This is one of my favorite times of the year to ride. The bugs aren’t out yet and the landscape has colors that rival fall, albeit in a subtler hue. Zelda is pretty sure that every one of these flowers will taste different — but good. She does her best to snatch tastes along the […]

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Here comes the Sun!

Finally the sun

After so, so much rain we finally had a proper spring day. Temps in the low 60s, a light breeze, and sun, glorious sun. Don’t they say, never look a gift horse in the mouth? Must mean that you have to ride two horses to get double the sun. Freedom is the best horse to […]

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Watching the leaves unfurl

The onset of spring happens in a tumble of blossoms and buds. It’s as if the plants can’t wait to unfurl after a New England winter of ice and snow. Today, the trees — bare just days ago — are covered with baby red leaves, glimmering in the sun. The sky and the pond melted […]

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Spring Fever

It’s finally warming up here in New England. After last year, riding in the snow (and potential ice) lost its appear for me, so I waited for it to melt. But now that it’s warm enough to ride, the horses are experiencing spring fever in the worst way. There’s a lot of snorting, spooking and […]

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Happy to be Riding

I haven’t been riding much this winter. For one thing, I have a lingering fear of riding in icy conditions. Not sure I’ll ever get over that! But also I’ve been traveling a lot and when I’m home, it’s hard to get motivate to ride in temperatures under 20 degrees. However, we had a few […]

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Winter Dance

The sun drops out of the sky so quickly now. By four thirty, it’s dark. But there is a magical moment just before that happens where the light dances on the trees as they sway gently in the wind. The silver birches glow and and shimmer and for just those moments you can almost forget […]

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