We horses have teeth like sharks!
I knew that something was wrong.
I was alive. I was riding. All was well with the world.
To all eventers, and for that matter all riders of horses. Happy Monday!
Before I went home I took a walk down the Memorial Avenue of trees.
I usually ride a horse so riding an elephant is unusual for me!
The solution….ride without stirrups for the next six weeks.
The excellent humor of the Far Side!
No one wants to avoid getting old by dying young.
A Collage of photos of Biasini. My response to the Word Press Photo Challenge.
“I was pulled all over the farm by one son of Secretariat after another…..”
“The history of Mankind is carried on the back of a horse.” Author Unknown Once the horse was domesticated and humans learned to ride a new world opened up. No longer limited to transporting ourselves on our two legs we could traverse continents on horses. Battles were not longer scrapping about on the ground…