I’ve saddled and rode a horse only twice in my life. Each time I was the age of baby teeth and each time my ride was cut short as I slid down the horse’s neck when he started to eat field daisies. I gave up easily. Not being trained in horse's tongue does this to you. I didn't know how to ask a horse to stop daisy chewing and let me ride into the open prairie. I just told myself that I was never meant to be a rider.
This is one of my favorite dresses I own. It's from Oasap. Everytime I wear it I think about the horses that would rather chew daisies than go for a ride.
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