Riding our well-fed pony, PepperJack, is our trainer, Barb Anderson. (The hay is tasty at Caille Farm -- we may have to rename him PlumperJack)
Falling out of the sled is Barb Taylor, our favorite Texas ex-patriate. I told her to half-halt, but did she listen? At least she only fell an inch ... Angus is worried. As always.
Good thing she got the hang of it -- it's a long driveway!
In the home stretch ...
... and laughing so hard, the geldings woke up.
Where's the knitting? I made the hat:
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