Gemma had offered me to ride a spare horse one spring getaway 4 years ago, after I had mentioned to her, that;"I used to ride."
I had tried this the year before, but she did not take the bait of me mentioning it that time! I mean, you don't just say, "hay..I ride well and I want to come along. Wanna take a chance on me?!" I was so exited that I cancelled all my clients within an hour and off to ride a horse after 25 years on the ground.
I looked ridiculous!!! I went to get some breaches..and the mostly western shop had only these almost white ones. I did not have a helmet or proper riding boots..so I wore my cowboy boots. They all thought I was from outer space and held their breath as I rode this little spry Morgan mare with her own plans to go her own way usually.
I did okay and they all relaxed after aout 15 minutes.
So, after riding Panna mare for a year or so...I kept calling my sissy about horse related questions and she finally said.."You need this mare". It was a mare she had bred from my mom's filly out of her brood mare. She had been started and also had been sent to some very harsh training that I am, to this day, still trying to overcome with her. When I got her, she had been out to pasture for almost 7 years. my sister did not have the time or the place to ride.
Hence...my Thanksgiving time Mare came to me in 2004. She was full of fire and a friend had taken her in for me..and I would go and brush her only...as there was no place to ride or even lunge. She trailered us out once a week to ride(me taking my life and putting it n Wa's hooves)
I call this "Two Fatties Meet"...... Gemma took the photo. It was the very first time I had seen her. It was the day before Thanksgiving.
Sung to the tune of "here we come a wassailing"
Here she comes the Wassail mare, among the leaves so green
here she comes a wandering', the fairest mare be seen
Love and Joy come to you and to you A Wassail mare too
And God send you a Wassail mare too!
Me and the mare now~ Gemma and her Gelding Romeo~
full of lovely memories of past joys and kindnesses that spill over and out of your hearts to the present times with those you love and all around you.
I am thankful for all of you here in bloggertown..sharing our times with our equines.
Praise God! It is great to be alive!