Sunday, September 23, 2012

Horsing Around

One year for Christmas, my parents covered the extra fee required for a riding class at college. I had very little experience with horses, and in fact needed to overcome a bit of a traumatic moment from my childhood. My dad and I were on a horse somewhere in a Utah canyon the summer I turned six. Dad got off the horse for some reason. The horse decided to eat some grass by the side of the road. I was left staring down its neck and over the edge of a steep cliff.

I enjoyed the class a great deal. We spent the whole semester inside an arena with a very flat floor.

One of my favorite parts of the present, though, was the drawing my friend Sally did for the card.

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