At the stable

I can't help but think about the branch manager's daughter. Stage 4 cancer. An inoperable brain tumor that might be handled with a cyberknife. Cancer in the lungs and in the adrenal gland. So, I saw my riding lesson has a respite, a distraction. I fed Tamara an apple to entice her into the arena. I curried and groomed her, and put on her bridle, saddle blanket, riser, and -English saddle. I then lunged her. She walked, trotted and cantered. I forgot at first to plant my feet and walked around. Today my instructor asked me to work on figure eights. Provided quite a show when I dismounted. I left my foot in the stirrup too long, and lost my balance as the gear shifted and fell on my seat in the sand. Nothing was hurt! I gave Tamara her apple and carrot pieces. I really hope that I can find a way to continue the lessons after these initial five are over. I would work on leg strengthening exercises the first year.