Our new boy-crush is none
other than the tall, dark, and handsome Red.
| Red! |
We had the great privilege of
meeting and communing with Red thanks to the lovely, kind, and sincerely sweet
Mary-Jo—who you’ll know from our comments section here. Jo lives not far from
us and invited us on a very special excursion to meet her new horse. She picked
us up at Deb’s house, then drove us the half-hour or so to the stables where Red
lives and where she visits him on a daily basis.
| Mary-Jo! |
The stables? Okay, more
elegant and certainly cleaner than my house!! Yeah, they are that good. Jo
explained to us that she met her own personal “horse whisperer” many years ago
and now follows her to whichever stable she is at. I think Jo has the best of
all worlds at this place. And Red too.
| The stables! |
He is loved here and gently
guided and nurtured. For some reason, he won’t budge for many riders. But he
and Jo clicked at first sight back in December of this year. You’ll see in
these videos how literally “unmoved” he was with Deb and I. In fact, if you
look closely, you’ll see his eyes going all soft and sleepy—like he’s enjoying
a good nap while we beg and coax.
Afterward, Jo took us to this
adorable little café in the woods where we ate a truly delicious meal and
enjoyed the clean air. While Red may have been the star in our little
get-together, make no mistake, we fell in love with Jo too. As dear and sincere
in real life as she is here in our virtual neighbourhood, we were thrilled to
get to know her better, share stories, and relax in her lovely, loving presence.
| Lunch! |
| Friends! |
Deb: Red is my new boyfriend. I love him and I think he knows it.
Wow you guys, what a lovely day we had. He is such a soulful beast and Jo is
the most engaging and laidback gal. I had known her previously in a few social
settings so it was lovely to see the very core of her on this day. It was one
of those days that you know you are going to do again. It really made me wish I
had continued my early 10-year-old horseback riding lessons. I had a really
traumatic experience and it frightened me from riding. Not from horses, but
from riding. But Red, sensing my need to—if you will excuse me for this—get
back on the horse ... made me want to.