It’s been months since I rode two days in a row, but this weather is just too good to miss. This morning, I rode out with granddaughter Sarah. Here she is, on her father’s two-year-old Tillie.
Tillie is destined to be a trail horse, and she will be a good one. She is sensible, and went along happily despite Peaches crashing through the brush. Of course, Sarah’s work with her has a lot to do with that!
This picture looks like a beautiful fall shot . . .
Unfortunately, these trees are drought-killed, not showing off their fall colors. Maybe some of them will come back this fall. The old willows root deep.
This is an accidental picture I took of Kitty’s neck, while leaning over to get a good angle for the one above. Still, I think I’ll put it in, just because I love her deep, almost wine-red chestnut color.
In Kern County, we always say that fall doesn’t really begin until the Fair. That doesn’t feel very far off, now!