Irritating. I cannot stand it when people are unable to master the proper use of the ellipsis. It isn't just those who know how to use it and choose not to, but those that somehow think it really does consistently consist of 14 periods in a row. I would make a comment about lack of education, but then Mike would rightly accuse me of being an intellectual snob. Not that he isn't, as he hates mangled grammar even more than I do. Let me indulge my snobbery: if you can't write, please spare the internet and don't.
Secondarily, Nate is back in town. I gave him a call and chatted to him about one of Liz's horses. I am sad to hear that he has apparently thrown in the towel on his training career and is going to be a farrier? WTF? I find it insulting to even refer to him as a farrier. He has more natural talent in his little finger than some of the many, many frauds out there proclaiming to be 'trainers' and 'instructors', all the while doing bullshit garbage like tickling their horses with feathers (apparently in case a giant peacock ever chooses to alight upon their back), waving plastic bags aside their eyeballs and declaring themselves "not yet having earned the right to ride their horse in a bridle". (Some people will come up with any excuse not to ever actually have to RIDE a horse). Now if they had proclaimed themselves not yet ready to ride their horse, full stop, I would heartily agree and point them toward 'Smurf' (the blue barrel on which we used to throw a saddle to demonstrate basic seat mechanics).
Anyhow, Nate, in my mind, has always been a guy that belonged on a horse's back. Who am I to say except that I have seen what he can do with a horse. I guess sometimes people just lose their 'try'. I don't begin to know what happened but that anyone would call his-or-herself friend and not be kicking and screaming to get Nate to pick himself up and get back on, well they are no friend to him (maybe secretly glad that he's not realizing his potential and thereby leaving them behind in the dust).
Many 'friends' told me to throw in the towel on Apollo and then later to throw in the towel on Foxy. I'll admit I got scared and let go of Apollo for a while. Family dynamics also dictated some of what happened there. When I got him back, it was an exercise in patience but I did two things: I rode him every day and I didn't give up. People told me to get down when he bolted, people told me to get off when he bucked- I didn't. What I did do was pay attention and find out what made him work the way he did. I also learned a valuable lesson along the way that there is no need to prove anything to anyone, except maybe yourself and that is always the hardest battle. The people who really love me take me, chaff and grain. They are the ones who have consistently reminded me to sit back and hold on tight and ride it out, because they know I can. Sometimes I wish that others had as much to draw upon in difficult times. Sadly, Nate did, only he didn't apparently realize it or believe he deserved it. Truly a loss. I hope he finds his try again.
Stay tuned, looks like it is going to be a fantastic weekend. I am actually getting excited to get my iron so I can get going with a full tank again. This summer is looking mighty fine, indeed.