The weather outside is pretty dreary but us Taylors are made of tough stuff.
As it was not actually raining, we decided to go out for a ride on our Icelandic horses.
Floss rode her horse, Klængur (pronounced Klang-gur)
Daisy rode her stallion, Taktur (Tack-tur).
And me? I was on Haakon (Haw-kon), King of the North.
This is probably my most favourite view in the whole world. There is nothing like it. No other horse, ever. I instantly feel safe and happy.
Haakon likes to always be first and the others follow along behind. Haakon would race if anyone went past. He likes to think he is not old and still the boss.
It was windy out so there was some mad hair going on!
On a ride out, there are not rules except for have fun and stay safe. Everyone went along at whatever speed they wanted – turn up the sound if you want to hear the wind – it was blowing hard.
Some trotted (I am so not doing that).
I didn’t have to worry once about anyone on the ride.
The horses were behaved beautifully and despite the wind blowing, it was a wonderful ride.
(I think I even saw an alien spaceship landing, though I could not be sure!).
Going out, all three of us, is rare for whatever reason but when we do, it is fun. Great fun.
Riding out with my two daughters is my happiness and a treat.