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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Thursday, April 11, 2019
Icelandic Horses in Slovenia
Here's a lovely video of a father-daughter ride on Icelandic horses through the forests and mountain meadows of Slovenia. How lovely to be accompanied by the Pyrenees mountain dog Zir. I am glad to see that it is not just me and even riders in Slovenia have difficult preventing their horses from leaf browsing along the trail.
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