After two long weeks with no horse lessons, we braved the cold, cold weather and headed back out to the farm.
I didn't miss it as much as Gloria, I don't think. . .
But I was happy to be out in the arena with the horses in spite of the soggy, wet sand and the freezing wind. . .
Gloria didn't seem to notice the bad weather at all, she was just happy to be reunited with Buttons.
The weather kept changing from a cold, biting wind with a threat of rain, to a bright, sunny day that was almost spring-like.
All of the kids seemed happy to be back as they ran through their chores. . .
Gloria didn't seem to notice the bad weather at all, she was just happy to be reunited with Buttons.
The weather kept changing from a cold, biting wind with a threat of rain, to a bright, sunny day that was almost spring-like.
It was really beautiful. . .
I stood out in the wet arena, looking around at the area farms and day dreamed about living there. It made the cold a little easier to bear. . .
All of the kids seemed happy to be back as they ran through their chores. . .
They don't even seem to mind the poop-scooping.
It felt good to be back. . .
It felt good to be back. . .
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