Always count your blessings.

The other morning at our house, we had a moment that is very relatable to anyone who owns horses.

It was a Saturday morning, about a week ago. The Saturday morning routine at our house is slightly slower than our routine during the work week. We don't have kids yet, and we didn't have any particular plans for this Saturday, so we didn't need to wake up early or get up and out of the house early. Only thing we had to do that morning was make some breakfast and do our morning chores.

My husband and I are pretty good at splitting up the household responsibilities. So on that morning I headed outside to do the chores outside while he cooked breakfast. (I prefer it this way, I'm that girl that would much rather clean a horse stall than my own house... also he's a way better cook.)

I headed out and checked on our chickens and horses. Opened up the door for the chickens and they happily clucked out of their coop and got to picking their way around the yard. It was a cool morning with some clouds and some sun, well past sunrise at that point. I kept on going, and headed out to the ponies. They were actually out in their field munching on the last bits of grass out there before winter sets in for real. We have had quite a bit of moisture this fall so the pasture has started to come back a little bit, sprouting some new green patches which the ponies have greatly enjoyed.

I just stood out there, leaning on the fence, watching my horses. As a horse owner, it's always amazing to me how strong yet delicate horses can be. They can be so tough - climb mountains, withstand terrible winter storms, horse show all day, work through injuries. Yet at the same exact time they can be so delicate - get an hoof abscess and they are crippled, eat slightly moldy hay and get sick, hurt themselves on things you wouldn't even imagine.

So every time I see my horses out in their pasture peacefully munching, as a horse owner, I am so content. It's all you could ever want for your horse really, no matter what discipline you ride. To not wake up to an emergency in the morning, is always a blessing. One that I never take for granted.

Eventually... my husband wandering out and asked what I was doing. I told him I was enjoying a peaceful morning. A morning where everyone was happy, no one was hurt, and everyone had everything they needed. This isn't always how the morning starts, so when it does, you definitely have to soak it all in. He stood, and took it in with me.

Whether you are a showjumper, and your horse shows at the top level venue's around the country, or you are a rancher in Montana and your horse serves you and your ranch day in and day out, you cannot deny the beauty and peace that it brings you - to watch them happily grazing, on their own free will, in a field of grass. If this doesn't bring you the utmost peace and contentment...... are you truly a horseman?

Happy Trails,

Bex