Going for my riding lesson soon, I’m excited. The horse I’m riding is one of my absolute favorites. Hopefully I’ll get a chance to ride him more often. That’s the plan, at least.

Then going to the barn in the morning with her. Taking a lesson.

lazybookreviews:

I’ll be (literally) back in the saddle! I’ve been waiting until my six-week checkup to ride my mare again, since (potentially) OWWW, and also she’s at her winter facility, which is an hour-long drive each way.

I absolutely can’t wait, even though I’m going to look like a sack of potatoes until I get my seat (and abs!) back. Of course, since my trainer has been schooling her during my hiatus, she’s going to be a total Ferrari when I get back on. 

Can’t wait, pretty pretty baby.

moderateclimates:

Let’s explode the stars just to watch the universe fall apart around us. We’d be left in our own little vacuum in the space-time continuum. The gases would combust around us, as we make love in the blackness and emptiness of space. I would present you with an astronaut’s suit for your birthday, and a rocket for Christmas, and we would defy the laws of aerodynamics just to prove to the world that love will always be more than science.

moderateclimates:

You’re a caramel latte
when it’s raining outside
and I’ve too much work.

You’re a jumper in bed
that’s tatty and destroyed
due to years of me loving you.

You’re a bowl of noodle soup
in a winter in China,
slightly spicy, slightly sweet.

You’re a hot bath that soothes
aching muscles and creaking joints,
with a gentle kiss and loving sigh.

You’re just you,
not anything else,
and you’re whole.