this moment

MOMENT BLOG 12

{this moment} ~ A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment. Originally inspired by “Soulemama

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Always Get Back On

Wise words from a young lady with an old soul 🙂

Country Girl Reviews

“C. (my six year old sister) fell off Dominique (our donkey)!!” A. (my nine year old sister) announced, walking into the house.

I immediately turn around to look C. in the eye. “Did you get back on??”

C. looks back at me and says, “No.”

“No?” I ask, faking amazement. “Why not?”

“Dominique ran away and I had to go get her.” A. says.

“When A. got her back, then did you get back on?” I ask C.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because I was already walking up to the barn.” C. answers.

I smile at her and take her hand. “Come on, C.” I say. “Let’s go.” I lead her out to the barn where Dominique stand tied up. “You always have to get back on,” I tell her. “Because if you don’t get on now, you might be too scared to get on later. Also, Dominique will learn that you falling…

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How to Love Horses Forever.

Relaxed & Forward: AnnaBlakeBlog

WMHannahHug2We were born this way. It should be part of the Apgar test. It would resolve so much if newborns gave an early warning–just like any other heart condition.

Most of us didn’t live around horses in the beginning. We saw them in our first books or from car windows. Or maybe it was cellular memory and we thought we just knew them because it felt like we always had. In the beginning, there was simply nothing easier than loving horses.

We got this far just daydreaming; we were horse-crazy kids cantering around the yard playing horse. Kids who nickered and pranced; loving to feel the wind in our hair and the rhythm of our tennis-shoe-hooves on ground. Maybe a dream horse taught us.

Then we got our first touch; our first shared breath. Maybe we squealed like a siren and flapped our arms to let them know we…

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