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Intro-Hi! First I'd just like to say this is where I will be writing my horsey happenings, for it is the Journal section if I am not mistaken. I hope you enjoy. You may comment on whatever you like. Thanks! Enjoy!

Entry 1: A New Barn-The crunch of the gravel beneath the car slowed to halt, and I stepped out into the frigid air. The land as expansive--leftover ice caps from the last snowfall dressed the trees, and tall blue-green grass swayed in the pasture. I stepped in to the warm barn and savored the sent of hay and grain, and fresh leather. I surveyed the horses, and they were glistening clean and quite healthy looking at first glance. A large woman with small, kind eyes stepped out of what I thought ought be the tack room. "Are you Maddie and Sara?" She said to me and my friend who was standing beside me. This had been her barn for a few months now, And I was trying it out. She led me to a great box stall and instructed me to take the little white pony out and put him on the cross ties. I did as so, grooming her (Mrs. Wink, the pony) until she was spotless. Her big watery black eyes were filled with energy and excitement. Soon my were, too, I loved a good energetic ride. Once finished with putting on the saddle and bridle, I led Mrs. Wink out to a large indoor arena, my friend's big Chestnut horse following behind. About 15 minutes into the lesson we were trotting, but Sara's horse was acting frisky and nervous, the whites of his eyes showing. I didn't notice at first, he was in a different part of the ring working on something different. In my big coat pockets I had a little metal box, which I hoped wouldn't scare Mrs. Wink. I was about to take them out, but she seemed calm and content, even in the canter. Soon I did notice the chestnut bucking a little. Neither of us suspecting the tinkering box in my pocket. But it got worse, the more I trotted or jostled it around. When I slowed to a walk, he was completely normal. Mary Ann, our instructor, did eventually figure out what was wrong. Lesson of the day: Make sure there is nothing in your pockets when you ride! The barn was wonderful though and I wish to go back soon.
 

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That sounded like fun! what I wouldn't give to have an indoor arena right now lol. Hope to be reading more.
 
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