The Howie Chronicles

We had a lovely day that just begged you to leave the ring behind. So we ventured out on the trails and through the woods. I was delighted that Howie was much braver being out alone than he had been in the past, it shows he is growing up and, I hope, it shows a deepening bond between us as I was less apprehensive. There is a stunningly beautiful field at the top of the trail that just unfolds before you as you emerge from the woods, it is one of my favorite places to ride. As we walked along I noticed a huge hawk flying large lazy circles around the field. For a few moments I felt transported. I could almost image being a hawk and the freedom that would mean. I understood why Amelia Earhart did what she did. What I realized was Howie and I were as one, I was so comfortable, the view everything I enjoy, this moment was what I had a horse for. It didn't matter if my left leg was stronger than my right, it didn't matter if I collapsed on one side or the other, it didn't matter if I missed a distance, I was one with my horse.