Yesterday, Mothers' Day, I got to commune with God on a trail ride! 5 friends, 5 horses, 2 trailers headed off to Hobbs State Park in Northwest Arkansas. It was a glorious day, and the woods were beautiful. We rode 7 miles in 4 hours. Zero to 4 hours was probably a push, but Flash and I did not get tired until the last mile (Well, I didn't. She's been packing around kids, so may have been tired from the trailhead carrying me!). As usual, the symphony of the woods carried me straight to my holy place. The towering pines with the sun shining through makes me feel like a little speck in the universe, and that feels just fine in these days of worry and news overload. You can't see me grinning ear-to-ear riding down the trail in my covid/pollen mask, but it was a joyful afternoon, and worth every single sore muscle.
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