Last night I decided just to hang out with two of our horses - my mare and her bestie. I let them out of their yard into the makeshift fenced area we made them so they can graze. I figured since they always have to do what I want, I.e. Being ridden, it was high time I spent time doing something that they liked. So I just followed them around and picked the long grass from over the other side of the fence where they couldn't reach. It was a very peaceful way to end the day... just watching them graze.
When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes. ~William Shakespeare