This week I turned 33 years old, which really, isn't all that old. I mean, certainly not when compared to my husband who is almost 40!!! (I had to throw that in, because John hates it when I say he's almost 40, because apparently turning 38 is nowhere near 40?:)
Anyways, I turned a mere 33, yet I felt as though I'd reached a huge milestone! I am now officially the same age that my Mom was when she died. All my life "33" has seemed like a far away time, a distant looming number, and I wondered if I'd ever make it there myself. Is that weird?
I thought a lot about my Mom on my birthday, and wondered about those who would have been in her life at that time, and how her birthday would have been celebrated. I was blessed to spend the day and a surprisingly relaxed way. I stayed in my pajamas until noon. Nate and I read books and cuddled. I nursed a fairly persistent cold, that I've had all week. And I enjoyed so many phone calls and quick visits from some of my favorite people who knew just how to make the day special!
John surprised me with a trail ride for two, scheduled for the weekend, of course.
When Saturday came, I was delighted to see a clear sunny sky, and I took it as a sign that it was going to be a.great.day!
This is the view as we arrived at the starting point!
Here's a list of rules that were displayed for all to see and read. Apparently I shoulda done that, 'cuz I broke rule #2 an awful lot! (I didn't know this when we began, but my horse "Smokey" liked to stop and eat. Like, a LOT! As a result of our many snack stops, smokey and I spent most of our ride in a quick trot, always trying to catch up;)

I had to get used to snapping photos, while on a horse. It's darn near impossible to keep still long enough to focus! Here's a shot of John and our trail guide just after we started out. We're headed for the hills!!
Our guide took us all through the foothills, and I felt as though we were right below Chief Mountain part of the time. It was gorgeous! (And somehow I managed to take pictures of nothing but the back end of horses! Go figure:)
After 40 minutes or so, our horses started to climb. Not just climb, but climb through some very wooded forest. I LOVED it, and felt like I was truly accomplished. I mean, hello ...I'm climbing a hill...on a horse!!!

We got to the top of the hill and stayed up there only long enough to take in this breathtaking scene!
Then, it was down the other side of the hill.
And we went STRAIGHT DOWN!!! It was so fun! At this moment, I'd forgotten I was following a guide at all, I was too busy pretending I was in "Man From Snowy River."
The morning went a lot like that. Up hills. Down hills. Through Forests....
and Across Creeks!
I'm pretty sure I've never felt more calm, or happy, ...or at peace with the world.
...or sore. (just sayin')
...or sore. (just sayin')
I reckon I may spend the next 33 years of my life, trying to convince John that this "Country Life" is exactly what we need!














