Windows to my Soul had a play day today. The arena was open for volunteers and friends to bring their horses and play. I packed a lunch and Brett loaded Pistol in the trailer.
They rode in the arena first. Pistol was a bit bothered by the bright sun -- she tosses her head, involuntarily, in bright sunlight. Brett had put her sunglasses on (fly mask) but she still tossed her head a couple times. Other than that (and it isn't much of an issue), Pistol was stellar. I know. She's always stellar.
After they were done playing in the arena, the whole group went for a walk around the small lake (very small with the drought).
Brett rode Pistol, Chrissy rode Sierra, and the rest of us walked.
It was a beautiful ride for Brett and a beautiful walk for me.
Even Lance, the resident miniature donkey, joined us.