65 acres and bright sunshine are good for the soul ❤️
No fencing job would be complete without a horse trying to steal your hat 😄 thank you, Noor, for overseeing the fence repair
The grain always tastes better in someone else's bag 🙄
Della says she's mighty dragon too 🐉🔥
After a long, hot, uneventful Indian summer...
It's officially dragon 🐉 riding season 💨🔥
...and Samson says he's ready. Best time of the year.
When everyone else is down for their morning nap, but you catch your land hippo 🦛 buried in the hay bale 🤦🙄
Whendy Whatley Miss Molly is made of gold 🥰.
She can patiently teach you how to canter and then valiantly tote a little girl around in her pink dress with matching cowboy boots ♥️
((Also, next week we're going to have a lesson on canter leads, quiet hands and breathing 😍 but I'm pretty proud of you for getting to this point!))
Late summer nights are my favorite 🥰🌄🐮
She's gotten so big... Yet she's still such a baby 🤦🥰
It was apparently a tongue out kind of Tuesday yesterday 😋
One of the most important things I try to teach my students is that the reins come last. Whether you're steering or stopping, the reins are the last thing you touch. Seat, leg, and voice all come first. Particularly on Suede.
...so when all the kids are off to school, what else would I be doing but riding the big red panda and testing out just how much I can do without having to touch the reins. ((My students should be prepared for me to take them away in upcoming lessons 😉))
All of his steering and control is coming from my legs and seat. You'll notice I still like to have my pretend reins in hand. I feel more balanced that way. Otherwise I don't know what to do with my awkward hand 🤪 but the actual reins are simply looped over the saddle horn.
...and then when I try to teach my son the same thing, well, he does it his way 🤦
POV: all your lesson students are back in school 📚 and you're ready for your morning nap 😴