some moments are just amazing in such tiny profound ways. i went to the barn in a somewhat obligatory mood. what i mean is, i haven’t been taking the horses out as much as i should [typical for this time of year] and i was feeling compelled to do so rather than WANTING to. my usual riding buddy wasn’t there, and really being in no mood for anyone else i saddled up my mare & took off on my own.
best idea i had all week. it was such an amazing ride. the desert scrub is coming back to life from the fires and SO much was in bloom. the wild mustard covered many hills with it’s yellow blankets and the poppies cropped up just about everywhere. even the sage is coming along.
we stopped frequently amid the yellow, purple & gold just to listen and feel. the calm was dotted by the occasional hawk or vulture riding the thermals. ravens who appeared to dance flew in pairs and seemingly performed aerial acrobatics. an amazing morning indeed!
ironically, the air was icy and really smelled of fire today. i guess the recent moisture brought that back up out of the soil. no matter, it was beautiful. the many smashed/burnt “pineapples” (yucca bases) & occasional charred skeletons of oaks protruded from the scenery as a reminder that it is death that has brought on this new life. the reminder of balance. yin and yang.
riding alone always has this awesome feeling of oneness with the earth for me. my day to day thoughts fall by the wayside and i fall completely out of my head. i guess i will never cease to be amazed at the power that drives nature – it’s humbling – and i do believe that’s a good thing