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A New Day







It's a new day and a new adventure




I have been asked to start a blog for quite some time, and if anyone knows me, they know that I tend to be reluctant to step into the future of technology easily. I am more likely to be dragged, kicking and screaming. But the idea of a blog is intriguing, so I will give it
a try.


I hope to make this more than just ramblings of a crazy horse person. I hope to post my thoughts and ideas, short stories that are for my book "Memoirs of a Riding Instructor", a few "Handy Hints", some "Training Advice" and just observations from my world. 

I hope that if you take the time to read this blog, you will come away feeling it was time well spent. Please feel free to send me feedback. I would love to hear what you have to say...good or bad. And I apologize in advance for horrible spelling and bad grammar....I write as I think.

So here we go on a new adventure.....

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