Nostalgia

In response to the "more pictures" comment, I decided to look through my computer for appropriate pictures to add for y'all to look at. When I hit the old riding and 4-H pictures, it got me thinking about the  eager days at horse shows, frustrating days in the dusty arena, and successful days where I felt like all my hard work finally paid off. I have come a long way from the girl with the green, velvet helmet with the chin-strap riding the fat paint horse that rolled her off at the Imnaha Play-day Rodeo. Oh, and the girl who was afraid to lope as a first-year junior? Yeah, that was me. Looking back on these days makes me realize what it took to get here. Chief Joseph Day's court. Something I've always dreamed of doing, but always seemed so far away. Tempus fugit - time flies. Now I am living the dream. I can't even describe how amazing it felt to do a run-in at try-outs - time after time I've watched (in awe) previous court members (at the time my biggest idols) race around the arena. My turn. Closest thing to flying? Maybe not, but it sure feels like it. 

Elsa Steen (2005ish) and Buddy at Eastern Oregon Livestock Show. Thanks to Elsa and her family I have the privilege of riding this beautiful animal and I can't express the extent of my gratitude.