I went to the barn with plans for riding. It felt like it had been so long and I just wanted to ride my girls. I had been dreaming about riding them, about the way they move at the canter and how I have to sit at the trot. Breeches and paddock boots are great riding equipment, but can’t overcome a fever. I had felt okay earlier in the day. I felt light...
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Writing rider
Writing Rider. Writer of tech stuff, blogs, fiction, poetry, nonfiction, and whimsical silliness. Owned by two mares and two tortieshell cats. She/her.