Pre-Halloween ketchin up

The weekend before Halloween, the kids got to ride Kashmir before their mother picked them up. Emily did her usual pre-ride brief. She’s very good at the kid lessons thing. 

Neriah joined her on her final lap, before he went inside to borrow my boots, ‘cause flippers just don’t cut it. He’s never been told that before, though. Negligent me.

Rhianna seems very in-place on a horse. I hope her interest in them grows and fills the void that other time-wasters clamor to fill. She has on her Halloween nail polish. She got one more year of use out of a vampire costume her grandmother made for her. She’s the beautiful vampire type. Other of her friends did the ugly goth-looking vampire thing.

Horse riding also seems to fill a void for Neriah, too. It is an awesome place for him to invest all his excess energies and make him feel knowledgeable and important at the same time. Like his sister, I hope the interest continues to grow. A boy’s time wasters are wholly different than a girl’s, but dangerous nonetheless.

Their mom got here in time to watch them both ride for a minute. The weather was perfect for everyone involved. It has gotten to that point where I actually like it down here. I can definitely see the appeal of being a snowbird. I love the idea of experiencing the seasons and the beauty in the North, but coming down here where it is considerably more temperate when the weather becomes insanely, uncomfortably cold up there. Down here it gets all the way down to 40 or 50, then right back up to, where it was today, frickin 91, November 91, yeah. It’s too damn hot here all the damn time. However, I can’t imagine enduring the frigid North again, which is why I decided NE GA was the perfect place to retire. Grumble, grumble.

Listening to: Whispering and rustling papers at the libaree.