Tomorrow a cherished dream will become reality. For almost as far back as memory serves I’ve wished to ride a horse at the beach. Though I grew up with a horse and had a horse for several years when the kids were young we didn’t have a trailer so all riding was done, well, within riding distance. I’ve ridden through vast redrock canyonlands in Northern Arizona, leaving the horses patiently waiting below as my friend and I explored old Anasazi ruins; under majestic soaring fir trees and along needle covered paths winding through areas of the Cascade Mountains; across fields and through creeks; in parades and through thick fog, but never at the ocean.
When I happened to mention this dream to Michelle of Boulderneigh a couple months ago she quickly invited me to go with her sometime, and now is the time! I’ll drive across the Willamette Valley, crossing the Willamette River by ferry which will cut a dozen miles off the route that would lead through Salem (at rush hour), to meet Michelle at her place where she plans to have her horses loaded ready for my arrival.
But first a picture of the Holiday Yarn “Yarn Fairy” colorway Silver Roving that I finished spinning the other day. The camera had a hard time capturing the sparkle of the silver fibers.100+ grams 226 yards of 3-ply
Aurora says I should definitely make something for myself with this yarn.
The moon lured me outside this evening. What do you know: A Rabbit Moon! Do you see the dapper fellow?
I had no idea he was there until I uploaded the pictures onto the computer.
A couple weeks ago I joined my local church group for a weekend campout. Sometime I might post about the dark o’ the morning misadventure but for now, with tomorrow in mind, this will do.
I was shaking the dew off my sleeping bag when I heard a muffled snort, startled I looked around through the light layer of fog. Neighbors out for an early morning ride.