The Schoolie Pasture

I ran out to Woodloch tonight to spend some time with Blaze. He is officially mine as of last night and we are getting to know each other. I never intended to ride, too tired after a full week but we played pretty pony and I organized my tack.

Ron is on his way to Missoula MT. where he will meet up with the Arizona Wing of the Confederate (Commemorative) Air force and his beloved B25. He cherishes every opportunity to fly this WWII bomber and we both know the time to do this is limited. We are crossing fingers he will be able to fly one more summer as it is rumored she (The Maid in the Shade) will be in Minnesota next year.

Rather than have my ritual glass of wine at home on the porch, I packed it on ice and brought it with me. So, here I am on Friday evening, sitting in my lawn chair, glass of wine in hand, contemplating life and all things horsey. Enjoyed myself immensely. Looks to be a good weekend.