After reading Dana's post, I realize I am very fortunate to
be able to get out and ride on the weekends and Monday nights. My pony is an awesome partner. We had a good time out on the trails all by
ourselves on Saturday.
We crossed a
swift stream and saw some moose tracks. 
I put my hand in the picture so you could see how big they were. 
Not
giant, perhaps a yearling moose, but fun to see. Ah-D was not impressed. I remember now how he stepped on me when I
was busy taking a picture of these...and I'm thinking to myself as I write this
that the mystery of how I got the big bruise is now solved. This happens to me all the time. I forget about getting banged around a bit
and then the bruises and marks are a mystery.
This is a true blessing because I forget about the bad stuff and always
remember the good!!! One of the things I
really like about myself.
I put my hand in the picture so you could see how big they were. 
Not
giant, perhaps a yearling moose, but fun to see. Ah-D was not impressed. I remember now how he stepped on me when I
was busy taking a picture of these...and I'm thinking to myself as I write this
that the mystery of how I got the big bruise is now solved. This happens to me all the time. I forget about getting banged around a bit
and then the bruises and marks are a mystery.
This is a true blessing because I forget about the bad stuff and always
remember the good!!! One of the things I
really like about myself.
I tried to take a
picture of us while we were out Saturday, but it came out all washed out. And, dang it, I looked thin, too! 
What the heck, I will post it anyway, because
I want to look at a thin picture of myself instead of the usual.
What the heck, I will post it anyway, because
I want to look at a thin picture of myself instead of the usual.
Monday night, Terry and I took Allie and Ah-D out for a
nice, leisurely trail ride. Oh, a
funny...I was combing through the woods trying to figure out where a break in
the stone wall was, and I happened to look down at Ah-D's mouth. The bit was under his chin. Can you believe that? I never put the bit in his mouth when I put
on the bridle! DUH. Terry and I got a kick out of it. I didn't even notice any difference in Ah-D's
responsiveness, either. Have I mentioned
before how much I love my Curly? Maybe
once or twice.
We stopped a few times and let the horses get a taste of
that new spring grass emerging. The
birds were singing their evening songs.
It was heaven.
Until next time, Susan and Ah-D in Maine
I love your stories, Susan! LOVE The moose tracks! And so funny about the bit in Allie's mouth! What a good horse! Love seeing the rushing creek...oh how I love spring!! Thank you for being so faithful in blogging..always enjoy them! p.s. and I know what you mean about the bruises...we are so engrossed in life that we don't recall when it happened..that's a great thing!!
ReplyDeleteI would love to come over there and go moose track hunting... Your pictures are always so pretty and relaxing. I miss trail riding!
ReplyDeleteWell Susan the tracks don't mean much unless you can show me BIGFOOT!!!!! That would be great and them I could come and find him... Great pictures again and I like the Susan thin picture, lookin good Susan lookin good, I am still waiting for the snow to go here and hopeing to get a garden this year and some horse back riding on Curly boy,, he is getting so fat I don't know if my saddle will fit.. Do you love your Curly, I was just wondering, like you don't mention it. Have a great trail ride again this week and please keep the pictures comeing,, You can even put one up of Terry if you want.......
ReplyDeleteI've been so busy that I haven't even gotten to READ RAC for a while!! I always LOVE your blogs!!
ReplyDeleteAwesome adventure! Do you have Moose Tracks ice cream there?
ReplyDeleteThank you all, glad you enjoyed it, and yes, Donna, we have Moose Tracks ice cream here. It has chocolate and pb in it. Harold, it's almost May so it is time for spring to arrive in MN so you can put Curly Boy on a diet and exercise program.
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