I volunteer on Mondays at a therapeutic riding farm called “Lend-A-Hand”
farm.
The farm does Hippo therapy.
Part of the farm involves volunteers working in its program and on the farm.
I work my schedule around my children’s school. So, volunteering in the mornings work best for me.
When I went to the volunteer orientation, they mentioned they needed cleaning help on Mondays. I was good with that.
Monday mornings are spent doing my volunteering at LAH farm.
I live in a city. So going to the farm is refreshing. It’s beautiful there.
Pastures and field. Horses, some dogs, a cat and a sweet “mama” pig.
I often see robins and others birds. At least once when I was driving up the driveway I spotted a Red Tailed Hawk. Cool.
More so, I enjoy being around the horses.
I’ve loved horses since I was very little. To be exact it was at my first pony ride. I loved them from first site. I thought they were one of the most beautiful creatures I’d seen. Being up in the saddle on their back and being led around the farm’s dirt lane, I felt like I could see so much more of the world- what was around me- as this pony carried me along. The pony seemed so gentle too to me. What a feeling.
I also couldn’t help notice too once in the car, that I was probably one of the few that didn’t get scared up in the saddle above the ground. I was too enamored with the experience- I loved it. That was only the beginning.
Horses books, drawing horses, reading about horses, some breyer horse models.
And I can tell you, this woman, me, has never out grown it.
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