For her third birthday yesterday my granddaughter had her first ride in the woods in which her horse was not ponied by anyone. When we reached the woods Emily dismounted and tied the buck rein into a riding rein and we set out. I was on Croatoan, Ruth Ann was on her newly acquired horse, Medicine Dog, Emily on Joseph, Lydia on her great little horse, Owl Prophet, and the baby was riding Wind in His Hair.
She gave a happy little laugh each time Wind trotted. As we exited the woods we were met by Rebecca and Liam. I hopped off of Croataon and Rebecca mounted up with Liam whose third birthday will be coming up soon.
Wild horses, some of my closest friends, Liam showing his ever present smile that even got bigger as he rode Croatoan around the cotton field,Ruth Ann beaming aboard her first horse, actual rain to sooth our parched soil, and the baby trotting on Wind in his Hair.
There are many ways to spend one's morning worse than this.
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