September has arrived. Finally!
I hate August. Hate, hate, hate.
Eight years ago, my father died suddenly at the end of August. So, that sucks. Obit
My father was never interested in my riding. I doubt he would have appreciated being lumped in with horse-related events. While he approved of writing and photography, I have no idea what he would have thought of the blog, or if he would have read it. But that is a psycho-social discussion for another day.
Good-bye August, and good riddance.
Thank you for reading,