Thanksgiving..a horse tale

When I think of the events leading up to having my mare Washashe given to me by my sister Kelli...it all has to do with my friend Gemma. This is she and I with our husbands at her Beach House. When you see me on my mare with friends on the beach...this is where we stay! An Awesome Equestrian Retreat in Tillimook, Oregon Coast. http://www.bayocean.com/ CHECK IT OUT...MAKING PLANS FOR NEXT YEAR SOON!

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.

I made up a song about her. I would sing it on the way two and fro to see her .

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~

HAPPY THANKSGIVING

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!