We were standing in front of Meagan’s Horse Ranch, the only horseback riding place arond when you cold take the horses on the beach.

“I thought you’d like this.” Seth said as we walked through the door.

Familair sents from my childhood enveloped me. I smiled thte biggest smile I’ve had all year. “Thanks so much!”

Seth talked to the lady behind the counter and paid for two horses on the ‘senic’ route. She then showed us our horses.

Mine was a beautiful Haflinger mare. She was a chestnut color with snow white mane and tail. Her mane had bangs that flopped in her face like that of a skater boy’s. She winnied in response to my ‘hello, beautiful girl.’

Just then Seth walked around the corner with a big, black Shire stallion. I laughed when I saw his (the horse’s) leg’s. He had stockings covered in what is called ‘feathers’ poofing out on each leg.

“Ready to go?” He asked when he got closer.

“You bet!” I answered giddily.