08/05/2026
It’s easy to put everything at the top of the “to do” list on a farm and not prioritize riding - or at least that’s the case for me. I ensure everyone else’s needs are met before my own.
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But last weekend, (after maybe 6 months from a true ride) I carved out some time to remind myself why I work so dang hard. On Friday, Adelaide and I went for a trail ride at Otter Pond. Paddington has had some time off while we figure out how to keep his feet comfy but he was ready to rock for an adventure. I let him take the lead and at any opportunity to canter, he took it. There’s no better feeling being on that horse. It’s like breathing and I don’t even have to think about riding him. It feels like home with my Bear.
Saturday, we took a drive down to NH and joined the Wentworth Hunt Club on their summer hunter pace. I brought Crouton on the adventure and as always, he was ready to rocket. I love riding that pony. He makes me feel like a kid again.
It doesn’t have to be about equitation, the ribbons, or wearing a matchy matchy tack set. It can be able hootin’, hollerin’, flapping your reins telling your pony to gallop and remembering why you fell in love with God’s amazing creatures in the first place.
More.
Days.
Like.
These.
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