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dancing_crowIt is raining, sort of, again. A persistent drizzle.
I wimped out of riding in the rain, and I missed another lesson. I feel obscurely as though I should have stepped up to the weather and gotten wet.
At least Bob and I went out, briefly, this morning, in spite of the weather. Penny and Ruby were great. Bob, after riding Mongolian horses for a couple days through crazy wilderness, agrees that his horses could lose some weight. He had a great time, with some really fabulous pictures. The funniest had to be of the saddles they used - both the Mongolian ones that look like they are made out of plywood, and the one Bob used which was an old Russian cowboy saddle. It looked like it was composed entirely of rectangles, really uncomfortable rectangles. Bob said everything broke, all the time, and they just kept tying it together again with more string.
I am going to go sulk (about the weather, not about Bob's tales of Mongolia), and knit a sock.
I wimped out of riding in the rain, and I missed another lesson. I feel obscurely as though I should have stepped up to the weather and gotten wet.
At least Bob and I went out, briefly, this morning, in spite of the weather. Penny and Ruby were great. Bob, after riding Mongolian horses for a couple days through crazy wilderness, agrees that his horses could lose some weight. He had a great time, with some really fabulous pictures. The funniest had to be of the saddles they used - both the Mongolian ones that look like they are made out of plywood, and the one Bob used which was an old Russian cowboy saddle. It looked like it was composed entirely of rectangles, really uncomfortable rectangles. Bob said everything broke, all the time, and they just kept tying it together again with more string.
I am going to go sulk (about the weather, not about Bob's tales of Mongolia), and knit a sock.