Along the way to my nightly visits to feed my grandmother dinner at the nursing home, I drive by the barn where I first learned to ride as a child and the place where I developed my love of horses….
The Making of an Equestrian
In a few of my posts, I’ve alluded to the fact that I was an equestrian growing up. Over the weekend I spent a couple of hours at The Gold Coast Classic at Old Field Farm. This was the first…
