I was sorting through a box of family photos and found some old faves. On Monday I was telling one of the visiting relatives about my years as a little equestrienne. His kids attend horse camp in the summer and I was teasing him that he ought to buy them a horse of their own--as I had! (I don't think my lobbying effort was at all successful.)
Wearing my tiny helmet, seated on my tiny saddle, at a horse show or a hunt.
Legs not yet long enough for my dad's saddle. (Evidently I wasn't planning to ride that day--check out those spiffy red Keds!)
My mother.
Our property is plenty big enough for a horse...but who would look after it for me when I'm up at the lake?
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