Before the snow. or before I go

Had a spicy ride with Q today, as the temperature dropped and the wind was voracious. The trees are bare, the forest floor covered in leaves that shift and move in the wind like a flying carpet. Many horses would spook at this movement, but Q was unfazed as we trotted and cantered down the forest paths. 

12 days before departure to the other side of the planet. It will be my second chance at summer. 




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