New England seems to have skipped fall this year. We went from sunny to pitch black and from 70° to 40° in 24 hours, and it has hardly gotten warmer since—goodbye, summer; hello, winter; where did fall go? Because of the lack of my favorite season, most of my favorites this month aren’t very fall-related or even horsey. Maybe winter will be more promising?
I’ve written a lot about not showing this summer partially because a lot of people asked me about it, but mostly because I was so surprised by how much it affected me. Don’t worry though, this is my final blog post on the topic.
I went to work this year’s Equine Affaire with an empty bank account and needing nothing but a salt rock. Unsurprisingly, I came home with more than that (though not as much as last year!), but half of my haul is made up of freebies. Merry Early Christmas to me?
After a summer of staying on property and plodding around the outdoor, I was super excited to join a group of riders that were attending a fall hunter pace right around the corner from the barn. Sadly, my enthusiasm was short-lived.