Ever since I was little, I have loved horses. I love the balance between beauty and strength that they epitomize. Like most little girls, I wanted a horse of my very own. In fact, I distinctly remember asking over and over again for a horse. One day, my mom looked at me and said, "Megan, I have wanted a horse since I was younger than you. When I get a horse, we can talk about you getting one." I couldn't argue with Mom's logic (she was good at coming up with the most unarguable answers), and I don't think I ever asked again.
Still it didn't stop me from loving them. This week, I got relive that childhood love when I went up to my roommate's house to ride horses that her mom owns. It was fun (and fast! The horses didn't really like walking.). So, for your enjoyment, here are a few pictures of us riding Rico and Dante.
Me on Dante--trying to differentiate between gaiting and trotting.
Brenda on Dante
Getting saddled up for the first time. Danielle and her mom helping Brenda and Emily.
Emily... pondering what life would be like as a horse?