The quite is almost eerie, I feel like I'm the only one around . The ground is untouched a clean slate. I go wake up the rest of the house and tell them to listen, their expression tells me they know, smiles break across our faces . We rush through breakfast and bring out the winter gear. Sunglasses, sunscreen, gloves , silk long johns and riding boots .
The barn is warm and inviting. Quickly feeding the horses so they can eat while we groom them. The smell of hay and leather is heaven . Brushing his coat wrapping his legs using the wool and gel saddle pad and my favorite saddle. Mounted up we are ready for a morning of fresh snow riding. The doors open and my heart races as I squeeze him forward and we are in the snow
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