Caol Ila
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Dad said A-Basin has one run open (he may have called it the "White Ribbon of Death;" he doesn't bother skiing when it's that limited). You'll have lots of skiing soon.
I miss the Rockies, the CO culture (it is a chill place), the deserts, the horse culture, and the bigness of it. I don't miss the whacko national politics (yeah, I know, but Britain was less whacko when I moved here) or the fires. But I guess being from Boulder, it was a bubble, and I felt like I wanted to get out of the bubble. Last time I was home visiting my parents, I regretted leaving. OH and I discussed the practicalities of moving back, and they kind of suck, especially for him. Like the holiday allowances of US science-based jobs suck. The whole healthcare system sucks. 90+ degree summers suck. Draughts suck. The politics are more whacko than ever. And we have two bloody horses now.
But weed is legal, so swings and roundabouts. And when you've been away for a while, you realize Boulder is still a pretty great bubble.
Those pens are a great turnout system for horses who don't like other horses. Gypsum loved it. She was pretty horrified by the turnout set-ups at most UK barns. The ones at Boggle's barn look super nice.
CC, youngsters are awkward. You don't know who they are. They don't know who they are. If you've gone from an adult horse who's been your partner for years to a yearling or two-year old, it's an abrupt change. Hermosa, at four, seems to be growing into the horse she is, if that makes sense. The BOGOF foal either accelerated or slowed down the process (who knows), but I feel like I finally know who she is.
You'll form a relationship with your wee guy.
A mustang would be sweet, of course. I fancied one for a wee while.
I miss the Rockies, the CO culture (it is a chill place), the deserts, the horse culture, and the bigness of it. I don't miss the whacko national politics (yeah, I know, but Britain was less whacko when I moved here) or the fires. But I guess being from Boulder, it was a bubble, and I felt like I wanted to get out of the bubble. Last time I was home visiting my parents, I regretted leaving. OH and I discussed the practicalities of moving back, and they kind of suck, especially for him. Like the holiday allowances of US science-based jobs suck. The whole healthcare system sucks. 90+ degree summers suck. Draughts suck. The politics are more whacko than ever. And we have two bloody horses now.
But weed is legal, so swings and roundabouts. And when you've been away for a while, you realize Boulder is still a pretty great bubble.
Those pens are a great turnout system for horses who don't like other horses. Gypsum loved it. She was pretty horrified by the turnout set-ups at most UK barns. The ones at Boggle's barn look super nice.
CC, youngsters are awkward. You don't know who they are. They don't know who they are. If you've gone from an adult horse who's been your partner for years to a yearling or two-year old, it's an abrupt change. Hermosa, at four, seems to be growing into the horse she is, if that makes sense. The BOGOF foal either accelerated or slowed down the process (who knows), but I feel like I finally know who she is.
You'll form a relationship with your wee guy.
A mustang would be sweet, of course. I fancied one for a wee while.