Friday, March 08, 2013
Rides with Boone
There wasn't much that could have made my afternoon better, I was after all, on my horse. We rode over to the flat stretch of an old railroad that is now a car route, flat the whole way and looks up at the foothills. It was our first solo trail ride of the season and what a difference riding 2-3 times a week in the winter makes. The road is perfect this time of year for light trotting and the cars are minimal.
The sound of the clip clop horse shoes on packed dirt, with an occasional pebble being tossed by a toe...that sound just is the best thing I could hear today or maybe any day. So thank you, Boone, once again you have accompanied me, carried me, listened and we enjoyed the earth's warmth today...together.