I fully confess that when I'm not blogging myself, I sort of stop following all my favorite blogs as well. I'm not sure if that's because reading other posts make me feel guilty about not creating my own, or in this instance, if reading other posts reminds me that I haven't ridden my horse sine May.
I'd like to think that it isn't a surly response to not having glorious or hilarious tales to tell about my big, weird mare - since I've always found something to write about during extended riding absences in the past, but who knows.
Today though, as I was (quickly) scanning my favorite reads while the baby (sorta) napped, I realized I totally miss following everyone's journey. I need to be better about keeping up, because it does fill a weird anti-social/social hole in my day and my heart to know what my bloggy friends are doing.
I've never been a good commenter so it's not as though anyone would ever notice that I've stopped paying attention - but I've noticed! I can tell! I miss you guys.
Also I miss my mare. I need to figure out a better plan for her. Given that nothing's improving rapidly, she's looking to move to my friend's place (yes, the same friend who compassionately took in Pia and Gus as times) in a couple weeks for more extended time off...
The glimmer of a bright spot is that there is a strong candidate in Germany. We will look at others while we are there, but I am SMITTEN with this one and currently crossing all my fingers and toes that he passes a vet check and doesn't get sold out from under us.... Trust me when I say he is spectacular, and that if you enjoyed watching Prairie go around obscenely boring courses, then you might tolerate him as well.
I've given SprinklerBandit a sneak preview but sworn her to secrecy so we don't jinx things.