When that inevitable battle of minds, strength and will is over between you and your new horse, nothing beats the satisfaction. Getting past that point is the challenge.
Nothing to do with this blog, I know, but this is where i went to school, and this is just perfect.
My step mum gave me her mare today. This horse is the most beautiful thing to walk the earth. We just click, always have. I rode her today, gently, as she hasn’t been ridden since she was injured on the race track 7 years ago. She was an angel. I’m so happy I can’t sleep.
2nd best day of my life
This post is for Bella. She be gorgeous.
She was born in the middle of a huge electrical storm, and spent the first night of her life curled up on a dog bed at the foot of mum and dads bed, while her mum made herself comfy in the kitchen. We live in a shed, so she was born on our doorstep, then (because her mum hates the rain) her first steps were through the french doors and straight to where it looks most comfy.
3D Effect of a chalk or pastel drawing of Doctor Who. This drawing has been on the ground of Rundle Mall near the Myer Centre since early March 2012.
I walked past this the other day.. I screamed, well nearly.
(via lynlikesthings)
My Life ambition is not to make all my dreams come true, not to own my dream horse, house or live my life exactly how i plan, its to help someone who never had a chance doing it alone. Because their smile, happiness and gratitude is so much more ‘real’ than those who had the opportunities all along.
(Source: lehorse, via equinefeather)
So I have this huge dilemma at the moment, and because I love all of my followers, I’m putting it to you: I am meant to be living on a property with my horses, 3 states away, but 4 weeks ago the hospital screwed up and robbed my grandad, the best man I will ever know of the next 30 years of his life. My mum, and granny tell me to go and live out my dreams (moving to my horses has been all ive wanted for the last 5 years) as there is nothing more i can do, but the other day my grandad who has just woken from 4 weeks of sedation, asked me to stay. He would do anying for me, and its the only thing i can do for him. He is going to be in hospital for weeks, and then in rehab for months. After that, he will have to go to hospital 2-3 times a week. So the question is, do I stay or do I go? Xxx
Please.. Help me?
