But oh gosh how time has gone. That was my very first stable and I remember how I started to take lessons there when I was young kid in a lower level comprehensive school, barely touched a real horse before. Time went, I grow and graduated my lower/upper level comprehensive, shifted to upper secondary school, graduated it too but the stable, horses and all these familiar horsey people were always there. I had uphills & downhills in my life but I could go there every week. I remember winters, when I felt so cold and even freezed my cheecks twice when the wintry wind went over the snowy, open outside ring. I remember summers, how the teacher stood in the sandy ring among dust, raised by horses' hooves. I remember horses who came and left during my time and these who stayed there whole the time. I remember foals in every spring/summer (beside they gave lessons they also breeded Finnhorses). I remember how I helped younger riders and did some else little tasks too. I loved the cosy, outright atmosphere of a small rural stable.
Well, I think I've a place to continue my riding. At least temporarily. I'm very probably going to ride a old, private pet gelding. Now when I'm very probably also continuing my studies in the upcoming autumn and it means moving away here I haven't searched any directed lessons or something like that here because I could ride there only few months. Oh but it's okay, I've never minded of competiting etc so it can be very nice experience to take trail ridings etc with that gelding. I still think I'm going to try find a directed lessons/a private horse in then in my new town if my budget of student only allow me to do it because I want to develop myself as a rider (if I'm not into pet horses too much then ;)).
But oh how this can feel so bittersweet. I had difficulty in keeping my eyes dry when I left the stable the last time today. I almost burst into tears while writing that.
Just wanted to let this out and share my bittersweet feeling with you. I feel like I'd have just lost a some kind of part of my life. I can't believe that small, cosy stable isn't there anymore.