I know I’ve told some stories on here of when I used to ride. I rode from when I was 9 to when I was 15, but then circumstances kept me from riding (mostly financial – the situation we had worked out with a friend of ours disappeared when she sold her farm, and [...]
I had wanted my own horse for several years. I even remember asking my dad if that was an okay thing to pray for, or if that was too trivial to ask God about. He assured me that it was fine, so every night from probably when I was eight till [...]
Taking riding lessons with Lynne Beegle at Brookhill Farm are some of my favorite memories from fifth grade. Since my parents and I had decided that I should be homeschooled that year, it was one of my chances to hang out with my friends (many of whom lived about half an hour away, farther [...]
In the days leading up to the sleepover at Brookhill Farm that Heidi had invited me to, I prayed and prayed that it wouldn’t have to be canceled due to rain. My prayers were apparently granted, so late in the afternoon sometime in July after my 4th-grade year, I arrived at the farm, bursting [...]
I’ve loved horses since before I can remember. I think within the first few years of coming back from Taiwan (which was in 1988), I realized that horses were my favorite animal and I got crazily excited any time I would have the chance to ride. Living in the horse-country of Charlottesville meant [...]