Girls and Horses B 9 November 2016

They had come to the middle of the grove, where granite rock formations jutted straight up out of the earth. Jen pulled Lena up, flung her right leg over the saddle horn and hopped lightly to the ground. She flipped the near side stirrup up, loosened the mare’s cinch, slid her bridle off and watched as Lena began grazing, shearing off the green clumps of meadow grasses with precision. Beth removed her right foot from the stirrup; swinging her right leg over the back of the saddle and leaning her weight on it, she slipped her left foot out of the stirrup, kicked out slightly away from the horse and landed on the ground. Beth followed the same procedure as Jen, and allowed her sorrel gelding the same freedom.

Jen retrieved their lunches from Lena’s saddlebags, “Come on Beth, this little deer trail leads right to the creek. We can eat on the rocks, I’m starved.” Beth pursued, eager for lunch after the long ride. The tall dry grasses brushed Beth’s fingertips as she paced along the dusty path, brushing off her jodhpurs. They followed the smooth trunks, around the corner to the little rustling creek. Jen had plopped down on a flat rock by the clear water and was busy getting their lunch out. Beth brushed off a rock, and lowered herself next to Jen.

Thick slices of the leftover brown sugar crusted ham they’d had for dinner last night, lay

between the square pieces of whole wheat bread from the bread machine. The rich smell had both girls taking big juicy bites. There were barbecue chips, squashed from the ride, gala apples, cold water, and large chunks of chocolate chip fudge brownies, which were Jen’s favorite. Crunching sounds and satisfied sighs filled the silence of the afternoon. They both lay in the sun, soaking up the warmth for a time, “I could stay here forever.” Jen said in a dreamy voice. “ It is pretty. But you should come to Chicago sometime, we could go out to the teen clubs, or shopping in the malls.” Beth was already getting up and heading back to the gelding. “Are you ready, Jen?”

About Sally Gerard

I am a writer, runner, teacher, singer, guitar player, mom, lover, coffee drinker, hunter, antique tractor driver, horsewoman, sister, and lover of the outdoors. Did I mention that I love lighthouses?
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