Night night

Fab weekend spending both days at Blackford Glen. This afternoon, I felt like Gucci and I were not getting on too badly at all and she was - mostly - doing what I wanted (and therefore what I was telling her; she very much takes everything literally rather that kind of knowing what you're getting at like a lot of riding school horses). As well as working in the arena we had a ride through the Hermitage, which was a lovely way to relax. Most of the day, however, was spent in Glen tradition i.e. drinking coffee and wine and eating pizza and cake! It was nice to help put the horses to bed this evening. They're all in as the farrier is coming in the morning. It sounded a bit like the Waltons as we called good night to them all!

Goodnight, Gucci.
Goodnight, Smokey.
Goodnight, Laurel.