Last week was a series of retrospectives. So what was it like trying remember all the horses I have ever ridden?
Surprisingly easy. Horses I owned, past & present. Horses I leased. Horses I rode regularly. Horses I rode once.
Names were harder, particularly IHSA or camp horses. Years were way harder than I expected. Was it late this year or early that? When in doubt, I ascribed events to separate years, for easy of display. Reality is +/- three months either way.
The years from 10 to 19 had the most variety. I suspect this is true of most people, whether or not they are involved with horses. I started off as a 10 year old in the middle of Manhattan, ended as a college student with horse of my own.
My 20s were about owning a horse and the concomitant buying and selling, Since I was boarding, a horse who didn’t work out had to move on.
My 30s & 40s had much activity by less overt change. Mathilda decorated our backyard all of those 20 years. Caesar was with us for 17 of them. Lots of riding, lessons, showing, falls, victories, lamenesses, illnesses, recoveries, and so on. The day-to-day life of taking care of horses.
My 50s are going to be fabulous. Onwards!
Thank you for reading,