Learning to Lope
Sometimes in life we learn to do things the "hard way." I am one of those people who makes it a habit... My most recent encounter involving a horse. (You see where this is going, right?) In the last month I've spent a couple of my weekends out west with Drew's family camping and riding horses. Other than the thirty-some bug bites I managed to have all over my legs, I absolutely loved spending my time outdoors roasting marshmallows, riding Marshmallow, paddle boating, fishing (for thirty minutes at a time), and swimming with Anna E! Our final trip this summer ended with a bang (or a lope, rather!) Yes, for the first time in my life I was able to experience my hair blowing in the wind while riding on a horse. I was on my final ride with Shelly and Alice and managed to open my mouth before the end of the trail. At the time, I actually thought it would be funny to rub dirt all over me and say that I had fallen off of Marsh...but then Alice began to lope with Sandy. And ap...