Brother Blue
By Gene Monterastelli
December 22, 2006 by Gene

Christmas in Wyoming

Phone message I left yesterday morning, “Sorry I missed your calls. I was out feeding the horses.”
My mother volunteers with an organization that provides, “improving the overall health, well-being and quality of life of differently-abled children and adults in our community. We achieve our mission by providing meaningful opportunities for participation in remedial and therapeutic, equine assisted activities and events.”
Reach 4A Star Riding Academy has seven horses. Twice a week in the winter my mother goes out feeds them and cleans the stalls.
Yesterday I joined her.
It was a perfect Wyoming winter day. 15 degree. Slight breeze. A few clouds. Visibility 40 miles. Outside with a bunch of horses.
The work warmed us up in a hurry.
Also, when you are shoveling stalls at 15 degrees, everything is nice and hard with little smell.
I am not a pet person. It is not that I dislike animals, but pets have never been my thing.
Horses are a different thing all together. They are just magical creatures.
I love horses.
The only place that I would like to be more than the road is on the back of a horse. One of the “3 irrational qualities in women” I look for is ability to ride a horse. [details here]
To be with family and horses on a beautiful Wyoming day, to quote a beer commercial from my youth, “I just doesn’t get any better than this.”

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