Anyway the ride was great. My horse was testing me out, and I was grateful because it enabled me to interact with him, let me get a feel for what to do, and how much or little pressure to do it at. He was a sweet horse, especially for letting my giant butt hop on him. I'm 5'8" and overweight, so it's funny when I go trail riding and they always have to break out their "big horse". Jack, the horse I rode, was huge! He looked like a draft, but I don't believe he was fully. He was white, fluffy for the winter, and so handsome.
Look at how small he makes the saddle look! We went on a short trail for an hour, and all the while I was practicing my riding posture. I was excited about that for some reason. While we were riding I realized that it made me so content that I didn't care what anyone else was doing, or what worries I had. I didn't care because I was happy right where I was, riding Jack the horse and being outdoors. I think it's safe to say that I really do love the outdoors and horses. Yep.
I think the fact that I almost finished 5 doll heads yesterday might have added to my good mood today. I will have 3 dolls finished and up on Flickr as soon as they dry. Relief.