I don't know where my blogging voice has gone, but it has vanished. I feel a little like Ariel when she trades in her oh-so-lovely singing voice for somewhat useless getaway-sticks so she can be on land.
(it's possible my kid is watching a lot of Little Mermaid these days. like. A lot.)
Anyway, It's not for lack of fodder. I have a relatively entertaining call with the pet psychic to report on (spoiler alert, Winds was THRILLED he made the Christmas card, and the cat was pissed I moved his chair for the Christmas tree...) and some really fabulous year end awards that I'm proud of (including a Horse of the Year award).
And we even have soundness drama as we are chasing a very subtle, very sneaky ghost in pursuit of physical perfection.
But I just can't seem to sit down and get the stories all the way out.
For that - I apologize. I'm really hoping that 2017 sees the rebirth of my snark and ability to find 5-8 paragraphs on any given ride or piece of equipment.
At the very least, I hope I don't get worse - because that would be sad for me. I relish looking back at old blog posts, and 2016 marked a low spot for my own personal record keeping.
Thanks for sticking with us, and I hope we have some fun adventures to report on for 2017. Happy New Year!!