When Mark, the horse shipper, called me today to say, “Jaliska’s trip needs to be delayed for a few days,” I was secretly thrilled. The weather has been amazing with the temperature registering nearly 60 degrees today and the seven day forecast showing more of the same. This meant spring riding in January and I want my horse!
There are several hundred acres abutting my stable, providing ample trail riding opportunities
With J’s travel postponed it will give me the opportunity to hack her to the field at least one, if not two, more times before she leaves. Also, since the kids are with their dad this weekend, I can now spend hours at the barn with Jaliska and my riding friends. This is of particular significance to me since I know that I won’t be seeing much of them during the next few months with Jaliska gone. I’ll miss them.
So during my morning ride with my new friend, John, I say, “John, would you like to go on a trail ride this weekend since the weather is going to be so nice?” Yes,” he said, “that sounds great.” “Excellent, I will work on getting a group ride together,” I reply.
I focus back to the job at hand. John had set up trot poles for his horse. I ask him if I can join in on the fun. “Of course,” he says. I notice that John rides quite a bit longer than I usually do. Feeling on top of the world with Jaliska riding so beautifully and it being so nice out, I think, Gosh, I should ride longer, too. So I do.
John set up trot poles, like these, to work our horses
John and I agree to ride again the next morning when we’ll firm up plans for a group trail ride on Saturday.
So, to say the least, I’m not at all upset about this trip delay. What’s meant to be, will be.
