A weekend of Cowgirl dreams.
Sunday, January 24th, 2010 
It’s a strange thing..
I’m not a huge horse-rider.
Not a ranch hound.
Not even really that interested in donning chaps….
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I am obsessed with this WILD HORSE WOMAN WITH HAIR FLAILING BEHIND HER AS SHE FLIES HORSEBACK ACROSS A FIELD thing.
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Anyone with me?
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I guess it’s what this little scene represents and also that before my very eyes, my kidlet #2 is obsessed with everything horse and is well on her way to being this woman (I couldn’t be more proud!).
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Horses are mysterious to me…rode ‘em at summer camp in the Cascade mtns. when I was a kid, but grew up in the city, so the rest of my year was horse-free. They are majestic and beautiful and WILD.
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I like that wild part…
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always have…I want to photograph them something awful right now…I have a lead on a group owned by a woman out here who I think would allow me some pasture time. SOON! Gotta do it soon.
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My pal Tiffany, in her gracious “sharing all with everyone” weekend, let Rach ride her pony and Katie tag along with her daughter (K is a bit scared of horses…but eventually did ride alone). Rach didn’t want to get off the horse—she was out their with Tiffany’s daughter for almost 2 1/2 t0 3 hours….
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…having the time of her life.
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Being a wild horse woman.
Jumping for the first time.
Taking it all in, Cowgirl friend and all….
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it was a dream come true for her and she cried on the way home saying that she missed her pony friend.
Mr. Toby~
Horse and R become one…
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