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snapshot-equestrian:

Fall weather makes me miss riding the most.Trying something new with lettering and want to know if you guys like it! So reblog away if you want to see more like this <3 

snapshot-equestrian:

Fall weather makes me miss riding the most.

Trying something new with lettering and want to know if you guys like it! So reblog away if you want to see more like this <3 

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babykaiju said: I still think about Red. How much he and Danz would have enjoyed being grouchy old redheads together. <3 Positive thoughts always.

Thanks, Erin. 

It’s weird how much things change yet stay the same when a horse dies. I thought I’d never feel the same. I thought I’d never be able to look at his photos without crying. It’s damn hard not to cry, but it is possible. He was such a phenomenal horse and he really made me a lot significantly better person. For reals, yo. 

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It seems like things go in waves - pain, then being neutral, then basking in good memories. 
Today is a good memories day. 

I&#8217;ve been avoiding going through all of my photos of Red because I didn&#8217;t want to cry. But I didn&#8217;t cry today. I laughed, I smiled, and I remembered fondly. He was so perfect, so talented, and so loving. He gave me his best, and I hope he knows I gave him mine. 

It seems like things go in waves - pain, then being neutral, then basking in good memories. 

Today is a good memories day. 

I’ve been avoiding going through all of my photos of Red because I didn’t want to cry. But I didn’t cry today. I laughed, I smiled, and I remembered fondly. He was so perfect, so talented, and so loving. He gave me his best, and I hope he knows I gave him mine. 

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I want my Red back

I want simple, uncomplicated, reliable, and irresistible. I want him back. 

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thehightechpony:

Always reblog for the #Emma feels. &lt;3 you bb

Red &lt;3

thehightechpony:

Always reblog for the #Emma feels. <3 you bb

Red <3

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I don&#8217;t love Kozy like I loved Red. 
Red saved me more than I saved him. He could have gone to any family and made anyone&#8217;s life a better life. But he came to me. I was ready to give up and to accept that maybe dreams weren&#8217;t worth pursuing. All I&#8217;d wanted from the time I was a tiny child was to own a horse of my own and it never happened, until my family happened to stumble upon Red. 

He gave me confidence, hope, and a big warm body to cry on. He was the most reliable thing in my life - the horse who I knew would always be there for me, would always listen to me, and would never be bothered by something I said. 

I don&#8217;t know if anyone can understand how sweet and gentle he was. Anyone could ride him, anyone could work with him, and anyone could have been successful with him. But he was mine. 

I hope it gets easier to deal with his death as time goes on. 

I don’t love Kozy like I loved Red. 

Red saved me more than I saved him. He could have gone to any family and made anyone’s life a better life. But he came to me. I was ready to give up and to accept that maybe dreams weren’t worth pursuing. All I’d wanted from the time I was a tiny child was to own a horse of my own and it never happened, until my family happened to stumble upon Red. 

He gave me confidence, hope, and a big warm body to cry on. He was the most reliable thing in my life - the horse who I knew would always be there for me, would always listen to me, and would never be bothered by something I said. 

I don’t know if anyone can understand how sweet and gentle he was. Anyone could ride him, anyone could work with him, and anyone could have been successful with him. But he was mine. 

I hope it gets easier to deal with his death as time goes on. 

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Friends…

into-the-constellations:

I am applying to ride in a dressage clinic with David Marcus, of the Canadian Olympic team. He is originally from my home town and is giving a clinic just 45 short minutes away from where I keep Kozy now. 

I am a bundle of nerves in applying. Part of me thinks “Why would they accept a no body, low level rider with a green rescue horse to partake in a clinic of this caliber?”. But the other pat of me thinks “Why not apply? Why not!?! Take the chance…”

I’m going to go for it and apply and just hope for the best. I’m writing a short letter to the committee assigned to picking the riders for the clinic explaining why this clinic would mean a lot to me. 

However.

My biggest worry is that I will get into the clinic and will not be able to afford the $500+ fee for the clinic. 

If I apply for this, would my friends and followers help? If I started a GoFundMe to take me to an Olympic clinic, would anyone be willing or able to help? 

I’ve given money to 3 different people on Tumblr in their times of equine lust that they could not afford… isn’t it time that I get a little something too? I’m lucky enough to have my one-in-a-million rescue horse… but could I get this one-in-a-million clinic too?

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into-the-constellations:

"On The Rail"
Horse Show Season is in full swing, and I’m the team photographer!
7.25.14

into-the-constellations:

"On The Rail"

Horse Show Season is in full swing, and I’m the team photographer!

7.25.14

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It&#8217;s been one month since this boy left me. And I can&#8217;t even put into words how much I miss him. But I also have to remember how incredibly grateful I am for my family, my barn family, my boyfriend, and of course, Kozy. Without all of the aforementioned, I don&#8217;t know how I would have gotten through all of this. Kozy does funny little things that remind me of him, and without Red I would have never had the confidence to go out and adopt a green-broke warmblood from a horse rescue. Thank you, Memorial Red, for all you&#8217;ve given me in your life and after your passing.This is the first photo of Red and I together, or as my parents call it, the &#8220;love at first sight&#8221; photo. 

It’s been one month since this boy left me. And I can’t even put into words how much I miss him. 
But I also have to remember how incredibly grateful I am for my family, my barn family, my boyfriend, and of course, Kozy. Without all of the aforementioned, I don’t know how I would have gotten through all of this. Kozy does funny little things that remind me of him, and without Red I would have never had the confidence to go out and adopt a green-broke warmblood from a horse rescue. Thank you, Memorial Red, for all you’ve given me in your life and after your passing.

This is the first photo of Red and I together, or as my parents call it, the “love at first sight” photo. 

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I always miss my handsome old boy. 
It&#8217;s weird to think he&#8217;s gone. 
I don&#8217;t know what to write on this blog anymore. 

I always miss my handsome old boy. 

It’s weird to think he’s gone. 

I don’t know what to write on this blog anymore. 

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Austria Anon-

Please message me off anon so we can talk about the saddle! I’m desperate to sell it!

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Anonymous said: Hey, saw the saddle for sale- where would i be shipped from? I am moving to school abroad- in Austria, and would need something like this shipped there. Are you located in europe?

This saddle is being shipped from Nebraska, USA! 

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FOR SALE:

Older Crosby Dressage Saddle Kit 

Included is

1) One 18” narrow tree, long flap dressage saddle. I purchased this used from a fellow dressage rider who took amazing care of it. It’s been kept clean and conditioned through my use of it. Has a suede seat. Only selling because my narrow-tree-needing horse passed away and my Warmblood is the opposite of narrow. 

2) Two 5 inch stirrups - basic stirrups

3) Two 1/2 inch dark oak stirrup leathers

4) One 30” dressage girth.

This entire package is only $500 - perfect for anyone starting out in dressage and searching for a good starter kit. 

I’d prefer to sell this as one big ol’ kit! However, I will sell everything separately if no one is interested in the kit. Please PM me if interested. 

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I know he&#8217;s free from pain and suffering. 
But I&#8217;m not. 

Guys, I miss him so much. 

I know he’s free from pain and suffering. 

But I’m not. 

Guys, I miss him so much.