New pasture, with several new friends.
Gray mare’s been in the front pasture for over a week. More friends. She mixed right in and thinks living in a larger group is great.
A little less hilly than the other two pastures she was in for three months. This one is larger, and involves a bit of a hike to get around in. (Big enough to get lost and lonely if you ask her.)
About as lush as it gets in the California foothills. By the end of the month, most of the grass will burn off. If she wasn’t in full work, I’d be worried about way too much grass, but so far she’s staying in great shape.
Don’t want to jinx it, but a few days after she moved out with this group, we’ve only had forward, productive rides. Not sure how long it will last, but now, she’s going well, happy, putting in a real effort at every ride, feeling really great.
– Yes, yes, we go fast, all the time, try leg yield in canter yep yep, no-way-I’ve-never-been-lazy, she says, and works hard so it will be over with and she can go back out to her new exciting group.
OK, well, thanks! Let’s make it stick.
Going back out was never this exciting. You can hear screaming until the very end.