I finally took a day off from the barn. On Saturday, I woke up and just decided that the boys could live without me for a day. It was the first day I hadn't been out there all summer. I was right - they survived.
When I woke up on Sunday, I realized my motivation was still pretty low, but I dragged myself out there anyway. I decided that Speedy could use a day to just piddle around the neighborhood. I hate to use that excuse too often, but it had been a while since he had done something other than school, lesson, or show.
The neighborhood trail isn't much of a trail, but it's better than being stuck in the arena. Speedy's favorite parts of it are grazing the few grassy areas and visiting with the neighborhood horses.
We ended up bumping into Connie, a student of JL's, who was out walking her dog. I actually thought to ask her to take a quick picture to prove that Speedy wasn't out there completely on his own.
Connie tried to coax a somewhat more pleasant expression from the speedy pony, but this was the best he could muster.
As we were finishing up, Izzy saw us coming - I had turned him out at Laurel's. He didn't know we had left the barn, so when we came around the end of the property, I saw him give us the most confused look. It was almost as if he was saying, Wait! I think I know those guys! And when I called out a greeting to him, his ears pricked forward, and he came galloping toward us screaming, I do! I do know those guys!