Wednesday, 28 November 2012

Wet, wet, wet

I peer anxiously over HorseBridge at the Tamar rushing below
Since the stiffness in my hock has blown any chances of a career in dressage, I have been promised exciting outings charging about tackling cross country obstacles.  However, no such outings have materialised because it has done nothing but rain since then.  We have been splashing about in our field and we are at the top of a hill.  I've noticed lately that the roads have waterfalls gushing at the side of them.

Today it has stopped raining, so we went out to admire the Tamar in full spate.  She wisely decided to use the bridge and not try to get me to wade along the crossing further down.


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