As a little girl, I always wanted a pony for Christmas. Santa never brought me a pony. So in my late 40s, I started taking horseback riding lessons. When I turned 50, I got my first horse, an Icelandic named Blessi (Veigar frá Búðardal). Little did I know how much fun life with an Icelandic was going to be. Blessi has a unique perspective on life. I hope you enjoy reading about it as much as I enjoy Blessi. And you will probably read about my cats from time to time.
The Bad Cowgirls went to Emerald Downs Racetrack to see an equestrian themed art show. The art was a celebration of all things equestrian in all media and all styles from sumi-brush work to pastels to abstract to jewelry and sculpture. There was also a section for work by children. One clever girl--so sorry I forgot to write down her name--submitted the following piece created by her horse.
Virginia, Pamela, Deb, and Lora--The Bad Cowgirs We missed you Gretchen!
Deb did bet on a horse and won! Because of the odds, she bet $8 and won $5 back!