I'm going to try to go back to the discipline of posting every day. Even if it's only "I rode Dawn/Red/Pie and she/he was good" - this is how my non-horsey husband summarizes what I tell him - or I went to the barn, the horses were dirty and I picked feet. Somehow the dailyness, the splendor of the ordinariness of my life with horses is otherwise missing. We'll see how I do - this little post doesn't count . . .