Okay, never mind fog. Today it was WIND. MaryAnne and I rode in the arena with the whole thing alight. Sounded like a jet powering up in a hangar. At one point we even sang Home on the Range to make ourselves a little less afraid of all those impending spooks, bucks, bolts, rears and such....Not a one. Nada. Zilch. Both Cher and Tess were angels. Of course, they had each other—and our wonderful alto voices. “Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam.....”
Posted on: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 01:12:11 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015