Happiness and Dread, an interesting mix.

That title is rather dramatic, don't you think? The truth is rather less amazing. I am, in fact, only blogging about the weather.
Ehh!
Today it was 26 degrees celcius. And it was very nice too.
Tomorrow, the day when we wil all be mucking out and grooming and leading and riding and making haynets and skipping out and sweeping and shovelling and generally exerting ourselves, it will be up to, quote, '32 degrees'.

I shouldn't be complaining. In winter, temps at the stables get so that we cannot possibly do anything with a vest, two t shirts, a jumper, a fleece and a massive overcoat. (plus gloves, scarf, socks etc.) So in reality it will probably be a really great, fun day. I'm riding at 11, and the horses have no rugs anymore, and it will be lovely and sunny, and everyone's going to be there. And riding in the sun, even though hot, is much more preferable than riding in the rain.

A couple of days ago, a friend of a friend and I were talking about where she rides.
'Oh, I ride at this little place. It has 34 horses and three eventers. I have two ponies there. I'm selling one though, he's rubbish, he only jumps 3 feet and runs out at anything else. Total waste of time. The stable owner says I should sell him as a riding school pony. Interested at all?'

I was just slightly disgusted. This girl is eleven years old and has been riding for just two years.

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See y'all tomorrow! Here comes the sun!