

"Z" is a maternal sister to Elektra. She's just coming 3 years old and measures just about 15 hands. She's going to make a super mount.



We start out across the road onto a new road I have been building up the mountain.
When we reach the top, where my property ends, we get into the pine wood- we call this the silver disk trail.
We trot along this trail until we come out onto the end of the dead end road where Zoe lives.

This start of the Scott trail used to be completely clear. Those little pines grow fast. Keri seemed excited about traveling this way.. so she took the lead with a nice trot, some cantering. Right about here, I was about to turn left-- she insisted... not the right way. Zoe yelled from behind... listen to your mare Mom she knows the way ! Keri knows this trail pretty well I guess.
This truck passed us on the road between the two trails and drove quite slowly.. my horse became impatient and wanted to canter past him. It was kind of humorous.

Here's the "entrance" to the Apple Tree trail. Down at the bottom of the little hill, is a brook and a very old bridge. we used to cross

After the brook is where I always get confused when I'm by myself. Actually this day, Zoe missed a turn- but not a problem.
It's difficult to snap a photo that shows how steep this hill is. I'll never forget the day we kind of 'discovered' this trail (maybe 15 years ago) and I saw the hill from the other end... wow... if you are at the bottom , you need to get your horses moving a bit to get to the top.
When we got home, I gave Keri a bath. The hot water is all hooked up in the barn now, so much more enjoyable to have a bath and give one.
Another new house cat--- Miss Kitty (going with my Missy theme)
She's an odd little miss with her flat face (part Persian maybe?). Lots of hair that needs brushing. According to the woman who owned her before me, Miss Kitty was a Russian Spy in a former life... she acts like one too with her furtive slinks around the house. She does seem to understand English pretty well though, as I told her she needed a bath-- and I did not see her for a week. She is obviously still fairly intelligent in undercover work... I know she did not miss any meals during that time.
Enjoy your day ~
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