Desire sparked. Rosie, a skittish, chestnut mare was for sale. I’d taken lessons at her stable for over a year. On my weekly visits, I’d watch her graze in the pasture with Lacey, Barnaby and Jazz. Once, I sat upon her saddled back—nervous and lacking trust.
What's your motivation?
What's your motivation?
What's your motivation?
Desire sparked. Rosie, a skittish, chestnut mare was for sale. I’d taken lessons at her stable for over a year. On my weekly visits, I’d watch her graze in the pasture with Lacey, Barnaby and Jazz. Once, I sat upon her saddled back—nervous and lacking trust.