(I can't take any pictures as our camera died last night. It was in Camille's pocket when the shed came down on her and it sustained quite a few dings and dents. -- which is fine with me. I'd rather have a broken camera and not a broken daughter. It has not worked well since then and last night it quit completely).
Lucy is no longer in heat so I didn't have to scrub her
Meanwhile, he and Mufasa had a great ride as well. Mufasa found his rhythm and balance in the trot. He halted from thought. He backed with no pressure; just a simple ask. And they had the straightest canter I've seen from them yet. They looked pretty pleased with themselves, too.
After putting the horses away and cleaning my tack, I sat on the front porch and drank it in. Brett started lugging his project equipment out to the compost bin site. He saw me and called over, "Are you all right? What are you doing?"
"I'm sitting here being happy" was my reply. He smiled and joined me on the porch.