The Howie Chronicles

My dear friend, who is half my age, brought her horse to the barn this week so my shoer could trim him. I still remember a tiny little girl with a half bad pony but all the desire and determination were there. Oh how far she has come! I am so proud of her. It hasn't always, maybe never, been easy. But she has persevered and is reaping the benefits. Her current horse is lovely and will be a wonderful partner for her for many, many shows to come. It is hard to look at her and not see myself many years ago. I wish I could spare her some of the pain she will certainly suffer. But I know there will be many, many more hours and days of happiness, and pure joy awaiting her. I am passing the baton, I will be watching those victory passes!