Yesterday, my birthday, was a great day both weather wise and birthday wise. I did get a chance to go riding. Larry and I went out for a ride across the river. It was shorter than I would have like but his tender butt was getting sore. The sky was sooooo blue. I love fall weather. I hate the thought of winter coming but I love fall. The air is so crisp and clean.
The horses were kind of rowdy yesterday morning. I was reading earlier in the day in the house and heard thunder all of the sudden and realized the horses were coming in for a drink out of the "pool" in our back yard. The baby came zooming in, around the lower field, up to the pool and gulzed away. I love watching my horses out to pasture. I keep a close eye on them and call them in at night but I love the fact they can be horses out in the pasture. Of course they are getting fat (or in Marquee's case, fatter) but winter is coming and they can eat until the snow flies.
Like I said, I was reading earlier in the day and finished a book that I really enjoyed. It was called Bliss, Remembered. Can't remember the author right now but I will get it for you later. I was very good. About a woman who was in her last year of life, cancer, and she was telling her son the story about her olympic swimming days back in the late 1930's before the war. It had an awsome turn of events to it in the end and I did not see it coming.
The draft horse show is here this weekend. I am heading out at lunch to wonder through the mighty giants and drool over the Fresains from Canada.
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