My memories of being at the farm with my grandpa are some of my fondest.
That's my sister, making sure the horse didn't move.
Somewhere along the way I changed my mind about this dream. Maybe it was the summer I spent as a camp counselor, where I had to ride every day that did it to me. Or maybe it was seeing the reality of having to feed and care for a horse that did it. Either way, I still greatly admire horses from afar.
4 comments:
I love horses from afar too. Sometimes, up close but only if someone else is responsible for feeding, saddling, picking up poop, etc:)
I love the pictures...seems like a beautiful farm to visit!!
I had horses and I sure miss them - sometimes as a pre-teen they seemed to be my only friends and to ride out in the open always took me to another time and place. I always wish I could give that to my girls but being in the city just not possible. Maybe someday out here I will get to have a horse again:)
I will ALWAYS be a country girl at heart. My sister and I each had a horse growing up and those hours spent in the barn are some VERY fond memories. We titled ourselves the PPS (Professional Pooper Scoopers). Give me a shovel and some poo and I can throw it like nobody's business :) hehe
Those pictures are priceless! What a treasure. I too am fond of horses from afar.
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