In the summer of 2012, I reported on my first visit to the saddleseat barn [Riding Towards Random]. I was struck by how little my soon-to-be instructor asked about my riding experience. Last year, at the end of our long show season, I asked her about that day.
I had shown up after a day of summer camp. She was exhausted. She tends toward quiet when she’s tired. After I left, she thought, ‘Well, I messed that up. I’ll never see that woman again.’
Gratuitous Cat Picture