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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Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Looking for Swedish Moose from the Back of an Icelandic Horse
What a great idea for a tour! Ride in the winter snow of Sweden and observe moose. However at the end of the video, it looks like the moose have come to the farm to observe the people (or steal hay).
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