Some weeks I feel like I live at the barn, we are there nearly every day. The girls even work some days mucking out stalls. Horses and riding have become part of my every day life and I don't even ride, although I do own a lovely pair of boots.
Meet Samson. After Sugar's death last winter, Fred decided she was done with horses and riding. She was so sad and her grief was powerful, but as with most things time healed her sadness and she remembered how much she really did love riding. So after a lengthy search she found Samson.
I usually drop off and pick up the children and rarely get out of the car, primarily because I have the three babies who are not ideal in a horse barn. I haven't seen the boys ride in a few months and it was fun to see all that they had learned and how they are improving.
Someday when I don't have the babies I will bring the big camera rather than just quick cell phone shots and capture some better photos and perhaps I can get one of Rock when he isn't looking. He hates having his picture taken and always gives me crazy expressions.
Thankfully there is a small little playset that helps keep the babies entertained for a little while.
The big boys about ready to hit the trail.
As the children finish up and get the horses back in their stalls and pastures, I get the babies in the car which always involves some drama. Today's happens to be Ellie who refuses to get out of Loaf's car seat. Another beautiful day at the barn.