Since I completely and utterly fell in love with horses at the age of 3, all I have dreamed about is the day I would gallop through the surf on a fiery chestnut steed, wind in my hair and salt water on my face - along with a massive grin. It came true on Saturday morning, on a horse with the same name I have every intention of calling my own - Captain. When he is mine, he'll have a Jack Sparrow added to the end of it. It's like my school years all over again - not being able to settle or concentrate on anything but the excitement of being able to ride again soon.
Monday, October 27, 2008
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Yey! Sounds super fun. :)
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