It’s worth every lesson, every vet bill and hauling of hay.
They survive blizzards and minus 40 degrees in winter.
They could founder with the lush green grass in spring.
High temperatures in summer bring showers of water from the hose.
And avoiding riding through pastures where rattle snakes hide and clover brings spooky bees.
It’s all worth it for two weeks when aspen trees paint the skies and their branches form a golden red cathedral of peace.
I would love to ride in the Aspens one day with you!
Thanks for sharing and capturing those golden autumn colors.
Next year I’ll get a better photo.