A few of the author’s horse encounters

Some were mine to care for, others were my teachers.

Yellowstone National Park backcountry ride.
Getting back what I had lost. (Skill)
Working Amelia, a horse dumped at my house.
Early hunter jumper
My son’s pony
My first time on a horse
Always at the fairs
My first horse show.
The first horse I purchased with babysitting money.
My last 3 horses.
A horse in Minnesota
My cousin’s Lipazzan

Riding not long after Willow busted my knee. It took a while to regain my confidence.

Willow
Learning to ride sidesaddle.
I admire sidesaddle riders.
My non-rider mom on my very first horse, Lady, who came with the farm.
Half the fun of having a horse is giving rides to friends who don’t ride.
Riding with co-workers in OK
Between the ears in OK.
Wild mustang round-up in NV. Waiting for a hoof trim.
Watching a prisoner work a horse. He got on and rode it for the first time. He did a good job.
Zack, my first walking horse. Sweet horse, but spooky.
Netherlands
Netherlands
Fjord horses – Netherlands
Netherlands
Netherlands
Miss Kitty. There will never be another.