okay, so i'll ride.

ended up talking to the riding instructor about taking lessons because i've decided, i can't exactly get a horse and know less than the horse now can i? it would be helpful, if not safer to actually know how to ride/handle a horse before committing my life to one.

we were talking about bucky and what a mess he is, just a disaster (but i love disasters apparently), and how i'd like to groom him.

she said his owner hasn't been to the stables in three or four months. sigh.

i think my first lesson will be next week. i told her,

i don't have anything to prove. i don't really want to ride for any reason in particular.

pleasure riding,

she said.

yes. exactly.

i didn't get to veg today, and we ended the day at the art supply store. my girl is quite the artist. previously i had bought her a few pencils, a hard, medium, and soft. but since she is quite good at drawing and uses pencils nearly every day, i bought her the whole array from lightest to darkest for her to do different things with (i have no idea what to do with all those pencils, but she does).

now i can try different horses,

she said.

she's been sticking to a few particular breeds. she's more of a realist than interpretive artist. i keep telling her to take a few lessons from artists who actually know something but she insists, she wants to do it her way.

is she my kid or what?

but her technique is vastly improved, in just this one year. i can't imagine how she'll grow and should she ever submit to a master, so much the better. maybe she'll do it before i did (chronologically, speaking), because i'm really an old dog in many ways. but whatever.

i think i'm corrupting her with my take on art.
but she has her own ideas, that's for sure.

that's all, i'm gone.

peace. out.