Well, since my kids are crazy for horses (OK, I am too) we've expanded our farm and are looking into opening a small boarding stable for Icies. We live in a bizarre pocket of Icelandic horses and now that I know them, I'd never ride anything else. Some horsey friends joined me and we armed ourselves with saws this summer while blazing miles and miles of trails around our farm. Add the spectacular view from the upper riding ring, the many pastures, the large tack-room and over-sized box-stalls, I think we should be all set. Adds to the daily chores, but I can't even describe how fun it's been so far, I don't suppose it's any huge money-making venture (horses never are!) but it's the best therapy around. Until the weather got too icky, I was riding daily and Eli has been taking lessons again, which he had been missing terribly for a couple years. Ira loves to visit with his four-legged friends and help clean stalls, he doesn't seem much interested in actually riding quite yet, but he's more timid about those sorts of things and prefers to just brush them and talk to them. I hate to bust out all my lingering, teenage-girl cliches, but life really IS nicer from the back of a horse!
