There aren't really any words to describe the feeling of standing in a paddock, looking at the sun rising, and having your horse, silent behind you, step up to rest her forhead against your back... nor when you go to greet them and they place their head in your hands just to stand there with you and trust you.
Riding may be our one real chance at experiencing freedom, but what do you call the quiet moments on the ground, where you are just two friends sharing a breath of peace?
I have the best addiction.
Her name is Burgie.
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