| reply to trail ridingNovember 5 2002 at 7:22 PM No score for this post | Ash |
| ***this is a contuniation of the trail ride...for some reason my comp ownt let me reply tomessages but i can write them....oh well***
"It is gorgeous." i sighed, taking in the beautiful fresh air. Tapioca was riding beautifuly. Nothing distracted her. She just walked along doing what I asked and enjoying life. She would makea great companion horse for an elderly person or a child. "Im hungry." Chrissy stated. We al lalughed alittle as her stomach growled to prove her statement. "Well theres a really nice clearing by a small pond about 3 minutes up ahead. We can stop for our picninc lunch i brought." Everyone nodded their heads and licked their lips. When we reached the spot we let our horses drink some water then tied them to a branch so tehy could graze and chill out. We passed out sandwhiches and various oher foods and were soon stuffing our faces full. "Mmm. This is very good, Ashley." Holly commented. "Thanks but I just apcked everthing up and made it look pretty. Floyds the chef, I can cook mac and cheese....and yea mac and chgeese." We all laughed. This was the life. Relaxing out in nature with your dear friends and of course, horses. "Look!" Melanie shouted pointing to the far right of us. Black looked our way, nickering a quick hello, follwed by a ferocious call. Him and the herd were gallopping across the grass to a new area. i laughed. Black would be sweet but as soon as he was done bein sweet and pretended to be a terror to hold his ground. "Wow they are pretty." Chrissy gasped. |
| | Author | Reply | Holly
| the Black...No score for this post | November 8 2002, 1:36 AM |
I watched as the sun danced on the glossy coat of the muscular black stallion. He flicked his legs in the last of a dominant male rear and returned to the ground, his dark mane tossing and his warm breath making small clouds in the chilly air.
"He's gorgeous" I said, and Nick and Melanie murmured their agreements.
"What a gorgeous coat" Melanie said with awe, her large eyes sweeping over the black hued pelt. It uncovered her gothic side and she unknowingly sounded a little like Cruela deVil.
I laughed a small laugh at the thought. Melanie blushed at my laughter, but I smiled apologetically in response and all was forgotten.
"The herd looks healthy Ash. How long have you been looking after them for?" Nick said, taking a sip of drink from one of the small thermoses that we brought along.
Ash squinted at the assortment of coats and heights and then turned back to the group, " "..........
~Holly | |
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