This week isn't going to be a very random set of five. The questions and comments I received about my decision to sell Winston were overwhelmingly supportive. Thank you all so much for that. There is so much wisdom amongst my followers; thank you for sharing your wisdom with me.
1. TeresaA suggested that I consider a baroque horse when I start looking for a new horse. Auke, a horse I had before Jackson, was a Friesian. He was beautiful but we weren't a good fit. Baroque horses also tend to be quite expensive and I'm not going to be in the market for a pricey mount. If I could find a Quarter horse that is built uphill, I'd buy it in a heartbeat.
2. Val, along those lines, noted that I was very happy with Jackson. Of all the horses I've had the pleasure of knowing, Jackson is still my favorite. My heart horse. If I could find a horse with the sweetness, heart, and try of Jackson -- with strong feet and a straight body, I would be in heaven. Jackson is "just" a Paint horse with crummy feet but he made me smile everytime I rode him. He still makes me smile.
3. Kate and a few others made the observation that while Winston and I aren't a good fit, I did give him a good start. Kate's comment that Winston may well be as frustrated with me as I am with him hit home. I am sure she is right. I don't know if Dom still reads my blog, but if I could find a local clone of her it would be the perfect fit. She's a brave and sensitive rider; just what he needs. She would have his number in a way that I don't. He needs someone to take him over fences and gallop down the trail, in addition to dressage. He needs variety to be happy. And when he's happy, he's a lot of fun.
4. Many of you share in my transition to different goals; away from competition to a focus on harmonious, peaceful riding at home. I'm glad I'm not alone in this. I thought maybe I was; that I was a wimp and you would all desert me.
5. Inger asked if Sedona is still with us. Yes! Sedona is doing great. I took the dogs on a three mile walk last night after work. Kersey, the youngster, struggled along on her short legs panting up the hills. Sedona trotted easily the whole way; up hills and down, ears pricked, tail up, watching the deer, wild turkeys, quail and trying to chase squirrels. She is still on pain meds but has put on weight and is happily patrolling the property.