Preparing for Saturday's OPEN HOUSE...please join us:)

Excuse my absence yesterday and my short n sweet post here now.  If you read the last post about the party we're preparing for on Saturday then you understand.

a frame my Honey made -- I embellished an old picture of a horse from an encyclopedia to show it off--- for sale Saturday

I'd love to figure out a way to get a million

bareback with Story



these kids loved their horse experience



Today's Horse Adventure:

Can I share a bit of random stuff first??

Horses have been a passion of mine since birth, really.  I learned bareback & western at the Cedar Valley Stables back when my uncle was owner.  When I moved to Texas (Corpus Christi-ish) I was welcomed into this amazingly beautiful family of equestrians---hello, perfect world! 

My girlfriend Morgan, then 10, and I would ride at least once a day but usually more like 3 or 4 (talk about passionate).   With sprawling roads to the left & right of us we were sure to find adventure.  My favorite was to find the longest stretch of grass along the road (‘bout a half a mile long) and announce a “dream canter” or a “race ya!”.  

There was the rare occasion (ok, not that rare) we’d take a midnight ride—alone or with the whole family.  We’d randomly jump on whichever horse we found into while roaming the pasture and ride along the beach after a long night of dancing.  What fun we had!  Those horses were so patient! 

saying a special "thank you" to Story



One time I was riding Kaanz—this beautiful teenage-boy-kinda-mischievous grey gelding---when we decided to stop off and chat with a friend.  While chatting I had one leg over his neck—chillin’ (like an idiot)—and sweet, goofy Kaanz bit the hot wire (electric fence)!!  I held on like glue…that is until I came to grips that it was nearly impossible for me to swing my body from under his neck (can you picture that) to the top of his back while at a dead gallop….I let go.….he trampled my legs:)  That’ll teach me!  I still have the dents in my shins.   (huh….did I have a saddle on or not?  No clue!)

Might not seem like a real funny story but I assure you…I laughed!!!

Time for one more story? 

Sometimes just for kicks Morgan & I would each jump on a horse—no bridle, no saddle, or anything else to hold onto—on a black moonless night, lay down on the horse’s neck (to avoid being clotheslined by a tree) & KICK!  We’d run them all the way back to the house …..practically blind:) 

now that’s trust!  

Uhhhh…or stupidity!

Well with 2 kids at my side, today wasn’t quite so adventurous; however, ANY contact with horses these days is pretty exciting :)  Here's today's adventure:)

love those little donkeys....quite friendly & perfectly sized

love n hugs (soaked in the best aroma ever---HORSE)

Trish