Brush someone else's horse.
30 minutes (but I could have done it in 5)
I love horses. I've always wanted horses. I think it would be no exaggeration to say that, while visiting my great-grandparents' farm as a kid I spent most of my waking horses on or around horses. But they're expensive little creatures to keep up, in large part due to property we don't own. (Had we the SPACE we could probably afford a horse, or two.)
Probably thanks to me, our daughters claim they want horses. The littlest one is nearly as obsessed with them as I was. So I signed them both up for horseback riding lessons. Along the way, they'll also learn about the care and feeding of the animals. Maybe once they see the work involved, they may grow out of it. Then again, if they're like me, they won't.
This week, their instructor invited me to help her out by brushing down one of her other horses. Of course I obliged. What else was I to do for the next hour? (OK...I could have read, or taken a nap, or watched the girls ride, all of which are also rewarding.
Yes. Lovely horse, easy task, plus it saved the instructor a few minutes - one less chore in her daily schedule.
Day 737: Lost and found times two
2 months ago