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.








Thursday, December 16, 2010

WHO-Deeny??

As I was driving up the driveway, looking out over the pasture, I was searching for my boy's Bright Purple blanket in the midst of the grey... but he was nowhere.  Panic struck me... maybe he was sick? Lying down?  Jumped the fence???  After all, he is training to be a show jumper...  I rounded the curve and came between the Arena and the dressage stall barn... and there he was... Standing free between the barns looking at me with that smug yet cute "look Mom, I got out of my padock, arn't you proud of me?" face.   I just exploded laughing.  I couldn't keep it in!  I was crying I was laughing so hard! 
So I got out of my truck and waded through the soggy grass towards him.  He sauntered up to me, and I put my hand under his big jaw and he followed me inside and into his stall like a puppy.  (Who ever said thoroughbreds were dumb obviously never had one, and doesn't know how loving and LOYAL they are). 
We had a good ride after that, but I did notice that there were big galloping hoof marks on the outside of all the padock fences.  So here is my theory:

Will decided he was lonely, and pushed through the hotwire that connects the little chain link gate to the wood fence.  Then he proceeded to gallop up and down the outside of the fences parading the fact that he was free, and showing off like a big bully to all the other horses.  I can just see him with his proud head up, mane flowing, swishing his tail braid, showing off his purple turn out sheet, thundering along the fence.  "HAHAHA you tiny arabians!  So there you little short quarter horses!  I'm a show jumper!" 

Oh how he makes me smile!  How he makes my day brighter, even when he is naughty.  :)