This autumn weather is unbelievable. After a scorcher of a summer, the nights are now in the thirties and forties (perfect for sleeping or snuggling), and daytime temperatures are in the sixties and seventies... crisp and sunshiny! We've had two inches of rain in the past couple weeks, so the grass is green again.
Any time of day is perfect, now, for a horseback ride along the river.
Although it's too cool to spend a night at the cabin, Sadie and I often go back there in the afternoons for a game of frisbee.
Yesterday we explored the steep bank below my cabin in search of two Frisbees that have been lost in the treetops in the past several months; I confess that I don't throw accurately, and the wind has a way of catching those expensive "superdiscs" I use and taking them skyward.
Sadie discovered the den of some wild creature.
I've been spending considerable time with the horses. I get on Libby for short periods of time. Because I'm a bit of a coward, when she tries to go faster than I want to, or if she lays back her ears, it makes me nervous. Yesterday I saddled her and ponied her beside Blue, then rode for a few minutes. When the grandson got home from work, we rode together out in the pasture, me on Blue and Arick on Libby. He isn't scared by her little assertive tactics; besides, he thinks it's funny when a horse bucks him off. We kept the session short, because Libby is young and not very big. It was her first real "ride", and all things considered, she's doing well. She seems to take naturally to neck reining, and she understands "whoa". The only time she really objected to anything, with the grandson, was when he would urge her into her gait: then she'd lay back those ears.
It's exciting to see her coming along.