over the last year or so she'd been on my friend's horse a couple of times and loved it. this friend used to give lessons and such at a nearby equestrian center and though she doesn't technically teach anymore, she was open to giving Claire lessons in trade for childcare and painting help and other miscellany. and so, last Friday was lesson number one. first Claire led the pony, Radish, and curry-combed him. then she got on the horse, Vinca, and the fun began. for at least a half hour she was up there, working through different exercises to get her comfortable and steady and confident. I'm thrilled for her. I'm a little thrilled for me, too.... because what did I do during the lesson? I sat in an adirondack chair in the sun, knitting and drinking tea and watching my girl up there all confident and smiley, and I breathed in the sweet smell of horses. I also happened to be holding onto Radish's lead so he wouldn't get up under Vinca while Claire was riding him, but he was rather good company.
lesson number two is coming up in a few days and we're both pretty excited~