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.
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Friday, October 25, 2013
Horse Festival in Reykjavik
Each year, the city of Reykjavik sponsors a horse festival. I love the scenes in this video of Icelandic horses and their riders tolting through the city streets. One of these years I will visit Iceland to see this in person.
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