There’s a Yiddish proverb, roughly translated: “We make plans, and God laughs.”
I moved Angel to our new stable so that we could ride the trails. My plan was to get used to the new setting, approach the trails in a controlled manner, and by summer we’d be out on trail rides every week.
Well, then the weather didn’t cooperate. Unseasonable rains in late spring made the trails too muddy. Then, Angel scratched his eye, which has healed just fine but I didn’t ride him for a while and then just in the arena. (Waa, waa, waa.) We went out on the trail just before I left for a conference and I was looking forward to tackling the rest of the trails when I returned.
Then, while at the conference, I broke a bone in my foot. Foot now stuck in an ortho boot, and I can’t ride for 6-8 weeks.
Apparently, I have to approach the next two months a little differently. The new, new plan, “Lord willing and the creek don’t rise,” is to work with Angel on the ground to keep him active and engaged. I bought an exercise ball for horses and introduced Angel to it over the weekend. To my knowledge, he’s only seen such a thing once several years ago and wouldn’t go anywhere near it. But this weekend, he was curious, approached it, and sniffed and tried to pick it up. We’ll continue to play with it and see what tricks he can learn. Lots of lunging, working over poles, etc. Lots of ground work.
That can only be a good thing. Not what I’d originally planned, but, there it is. I’m hoping for a pleasant autumn!