I might be turning into a real Californian. I’m freezing in low 60’s, I buy 4 lb bags of Organic Almond Flour off Amazon and flying back and forth to the East Coast just wrecks me now.
I’m typing this in the Denver airport, looking at a bar that I am (perhaps foolishly) not drinking wine at. Mostly because right now, wine would put me to night night and I have another hour before I board my flight to make it home.
But I was thinking about the blog and my neglect, and thought I would throw up some pretty pony pictures to last a few days until I can write one of my real post ideas about…
- How I continue to struggle to learn to ride
- How blog comments can be an inherently unkind place
- How it is hard watching your old dog get older
- How much I want a bagel and a nap
Okay, that last one isn’t a post idea, but it is a real life truth. On to ponies!
They were at the final Grand Prix at HITS Coachella!
They jumped things!
Unless they didn’t, but we know how that goes.
But we still love them even if they don’t jump things.