Friday

Friday

Truer words were never spoken, thank goodness it is Friday. This picture is in honor of how I am feeling at the moment...though I am not sure if the tractor represents what I am wishing I had, where I have been spending my week, or what I have spent the week dodging...I think a bit of all three.

This picture was taken at Goldhill's Welsh...a place that always speaks to my soul, and heals most hard days...

Christmas Day

Christmas Day
Today began as heavenly and morphed into a surreal afternoon that included gifts and dinner with someone who when she was not suffering from dementia did not like anything about me. I am proud of myself and how I have grown into a person I respect. It was my idea to entertain her...though in retrospect I am not sure if that qualifies me for sainthood...or a plush room at the sanitarium...most likely the later...
This picture was taken a couple of week ago at Goldhill's Welsh. I have been waiting to post it, and today is that day. I am enjoying the fence that frames the face...sitting in my new scarf...cozy in my new coat...and looking forward to my journey to Philadelphia tomorrow to see my son. The bloom is a bit off the rose with travel these days...and I am wondering how long can I be gone...I will decide in the next couple of days...

High Tea

High Tea
Sunday brought another trip to the barn (Goldhill's Welsh) , and my daughter rode High Tea. It was very foggy and cold, and while we froze looking on, Tea seemed to enjoy the attention. She has been trained to respond to hand signals when working in the Round Pen, and it was really quite fascinating to watch. Gerald is an excellent 'Coach' for the horses, as well as for my lovely charming daughter. This is a picture of Tea, being ridden by my daughter in the open arena. Laur is 'cropped'...as she had on her 'oh my gosh, my legs are out of shape face!', which was priceless,...good to know I am smart enough NOT to post it! I love this mane....

Goldhill's Welsh

Goldhill's Welsh
I am truly blessed to have many great friends. I met Jackie and Gerald several years ago when my daughter was looking for a horse to ride. Elvis (Goldhill's All Shook Up) gave me some of the best times and memories of my life...we sold him when my daughter required spinal surgery, which is a topic for another day. My father is a Judge and married Jackie and Gerald...who now have a beautiful daughter of their own. Yesterday we took the drive, stopped for our favorite Pizza Bell toasted sandwiches, and visited. The day was again beautiful, and between the sea air, and the barn air I am confident that Kansas (I am flying in a couple of hours) will be okay!
Here is a picture of one of their prize Cobs...the mark on his face is actually a fly!