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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Tuesday, August 26, 2014
How to Bombproof Your Horse Against Vikings
This summer we attended a Society for Creative Anachronism (SCA) tournament. Blessi was selected to participate in a humans versus horses tournament. The first step in this activity is to get your horse used to Viking clanking their weapons and clinking in their armor. Lady Avalon is riding Blessi.
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