Growing Up with Horses
I am one of the lucky ones. I grew up riding horses with my mom. And now I get to experience the same with my daughter.
My mom and I spent many, many hours on the trails. We loved trail riding so much that I got my very own horse when I was seven. Okay, she wasn’t a great pick for a child. She was a pony with a bad attitude, and I wasn’t a strong or skilled rider. I got thrown off more than once. I finally graduated to a much nicer horse in seventh grade and fell in love for the first time in my life.
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The kid and I aren’t the originals. Three generations of blond girls on black and white paints. Happy 70th to the kid’s grandma and hats off to her rotten pony Chico and this terrible saddle. Chico (1950s) Stormie (1990s) Tucker (2020s) #generational#kidshorse#horse#equestrian#fyp#foryourpage#painthorse#apha#blond…