Once my house chores were done (yay leaf raking), I went to the barn for some fun times with the kids. I thought it was only 3:30 when I got out there, but apparently it was 4:30. I took my time tacking Rajiyyah up. I had every intention of riding her, except it started getting dark. The good Grey Mare had her saddle, bridel, side reins, and lunge line on. We lunged at...
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Writing Rider. Writer of tech stuff, blogs, fiction, poetry, nonfiction, and whimsical silliness. Owned by two mares and two tortieshell cats. She/her.