On Parade

SOCS June 24, 2017

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As I was standing in the rain watching the reigning Queen pass by in the beautiful carriage with the huge horses, I could see the driver pulling on the reins to stop them from moving too quickly along the parade route. What magnificent animals those horses were. It made me think about the time when I was a child when my Uncle Francis took me horseback riding.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t such a great experience for me. I imagine that the horse I was on wasn’t a really big one even though I thought it was massive. Anyway, I was quite frightened. I guess the horse could sense that and he wasn’t too gentle with me. I really think I was making him nervous. I fell off of the horse.

I didn’t get hurt badly. But my pride was damaged and I would not get back on the horse. To this day I still will not ride a horse.  I have been told that I am really missing out by not trying again.  But I am happy just watching these animals.

Wanda

About Wanda

I am a Catholic widow, mother, grandmother, friend and according to my kids just a little bit crazy. My faith is paramount in my life. Spending time with my family, especially my four grandchildren is one of my most treasured blessings. I love Redskins football, Phillies baseball, NASCAR, quilting, genealogy and I am a bibliophile and struggling blogger.
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3 Responses to On Parade

  1. JoAnna says:

    When we watch people ride horses, especially on TV, it looks easy. But it takes a while to get comfortable with hoses. For me it did anyway. They are always fun to watch.

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