A homegrown heart is one that longs to sleep with the windows open. One that longs to smell the fresh cut fields, Ride in the afternoon - bareback, and barfoot. A homegrown heart likes to turn the music up, grow something, talk to God and wear boots, because they are better. These hearts go fishing, play with dogs and play with horses. Homegrown hearts give it their all, everytime. They are true to themselves, and true to those around them. They have deep roots. But more important, a homegrown heart LOVES WITH ALL ITS STRENGTH.








Saturday, September 25, 2010

The first Ride

My boy had his first ride today.  I jumped up on him and he didn't even flicker his ears.  We were ready.  A solid walk, a solid trot, and some good forhand turns... he even backed up about 6 steps.  He moves away from pressure well, and wasn't spooked or upset at all!

After, he got a bath, and stood super still and patient while I braided his tail.  (Also a first for him... his tail was a MESS).

So it was a pretty exciting and positive day.  Nothing like the virgin ride, knowing no one else has ridden him before, knowing he is all mine... It is something pretty spectacular.
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