Peaceful Rides

I used to have a horse, but I don't anymore.  He died of colic.   A friend and I used to go riding through the peach orchards on full moons.  It was so peaceful and quiet, with the moonlight on the mountains.  Then there were our 4 am rides, going to watch the sun rise over the mountain.  Or the winter nights when it was snowing, riding bareback through the snow, heavy flakes coming down on everything, hearing the horses' hooves pushing through the snow. That is the way to live life, riding at unexpected times, enjoying nature from atop a horses back.  I miss those days, I miss those rides.  My teenage days riding with both my best friends, my horse and my neighbor. 

marlo68 marlo68
36-40, F
Feb 18, 2009