A good Sunday

We are having strange weather in Indiana.  That may be a little redundant since Indiana is known for such weirdness.  However, yesterday this mean the nicer part of our day was early before 'freezing rain replaced slightly below freezing and just cold".  I got up and fixed Bacon, Eggs and Pancakes for the little bear.  He lives for Sundays and pancakes.  I was planning to go trail riding (or road riding in this case) with my friend and neighbor, Martha, at 10.  So Dunc and I hopped in the car and I ran to town to get a caffeinated drink!
ON the way back I saw a large bird in the trees near my house.  Guess who?  A Bald Eagle.  This is about my 6th personal sighting  and 5 very near my house.  This one being closest yet!  Since when I was growing up they were all but GONE from Indiana and definately not this far North, this is exciting to me.  So I stopped to take his picture.  While stopped a lovely elderly couple stopped to chekc on me  and I showed them the Eagle.  They were thrilled.  I so appreciated giving them a 'lift' to their morning for their good deed of checking on me!

When I see things like this bird I always think I should have a really nice camera and carry it everywhere.  Seems like a good idea...somehow a new bridle always wins the battle of where to spend my money.

Then I got out my horse and met Martha on our road for a ride.  We rode for about 2 1/2 hours.  It was a good ride.  My mare was a bit silly after a month off because of weather, but it was nice to get out.  Rode by the creek and love the sound of the water squeezing around the ice.  Made me think I need to plan a lunch date with myself by a creek soon!

Got my girl brushed down, and back in her blanket and came to the house.  Dunc asked for a trip to town and I relented.  I'm again glad I did because in the field down the road were 13 wild turkeys!  Those birds get portrayed and not very pretty, but in all honesty, they have lovely coloration.  When they fly they are quite pretty and graceful.  Like the eagle, it was something we didn't see in Indiana when I was younger. 

Overall, I'll take that for a dismal Sunday weatherwise!

A boy and his horse

Last year I bought a new horse for ME.  She has taken me to some shows, event camp and more.  I ride her pretty regularly, but if you ask Duncan, she is HIS!  I'm pretty sure if you ask her, she agrees.  If it were anyone else, I would be jealous, but loving Duncan is a pretty good way to guarantee yourself a warm blanket, feed and love at my house!  It helps that she totes me dutifully over jumps and through the woods.
I'm elated Duncan loves his "grey mare", even if he offends her by making me sing the "old grey mare" to her!

Happy New Year

May your year be full of laughter!