Sunday, November 22, 2009
They call it a team for a reason -- this morning I went over to Duane's to work with the boys we are getting to the end of their time there and they will be coming home in the next few days - So I went over early this morning to clean their stall and was half waiting for the weather to clear - at some point it was 'clear' that working with the boys was more important than staying dry... so Duane and I harnessed - there was very little talking now having worked with under his tutelage for quite while both with his horses and mine. I hooked up the boys and as we headed down the gravel road the rain started and then after a little bit it started to hail - hail that was small enough it simply dried out the rain for a bit - I was grinning and more content than I can say. We continued on and went to the end fo the road, turned around and started heading back. It was then that I felt a deep connection with these two horses like I hadn't felt before we were all working together the three of us each so different but working in concert - 'special' is the only word I can use to try to explain the experience - I started to cry with happiness and pleasure it was raining and I was crying... driving the horses down the sweet wet gravel drive all of us listening to eachother woven together. Now I understand why they call it a team.