The power of music

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I do a lot of singing on the trail but have done it more to relax my breathing and establish a rhythm especially for trotting and cantering. I never thought it had any particular benefit to my horse until I watched this beautiful video by Robin Parrish on facebook this morning.

Enjoy, and hope it inspires you to add some music to your routine.

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