Off to the State Fair
We're off to the NM State Fair today in Albuquerque. It's the Draft Horse Show. Hours and hours of draft horses. I am in heaven already at the thought of all those heavy horses and the order of fried bread with powdered sugar on top that I am planning on eating. State fair fried bread--the food of the gods.
Of course, it is raining. Torrential, cold, silver stuff that happens at the high altitudes. You see it walking towards you from miles away among the rolling hills and the mesas as it strays down off of the Pecos mountains and then all of a sudden you are in the middle of a deluge. The horses are not very pleased, to say the least. The heeler dogs are muddy, wet messes but they are in my kitchen chewing on their rawhide bones as I write this because I'm, well ... a big softie. Nothing that can't be mopped up.
So I will leave you with this this morning -- a really nice vaulting photo. I had to come up with some brochures last night for our vaulting demonstration at the dressage barn this Saturday. I like the interplay between coach, vaulter, and horse. Here's the little bio I wrote about our vaulting coach for the brochure--
Vaulting instructor M. is a retired dance professional who has made her home in Santa Fe for the last 26 years. She is a student of Classical Dressage, a Pilates instructor, and the coach of Free Spirit Vaulters, a team who placed at the national-level competition of the American Vaulting Association (AVA). She’s taught both children and adults to vault, and coached one forty-year-old mom of two to place first in bronze-level compulsories at the Region IV competition. (Now who could that be?!)
