Saturday was the big day ..

It had been years since a bike accident on her trike left her fearful of ever riding again. The Cowboy and I have been encouraging her to give it another go.  We got her a bike earlier this spring at the house in South Dakota she started to re-learn on.  But we’ve hardly been back this summer to keep going with it.

“I want a red bike for my birthday,” she told me this year.

Finally re-learning to ride!

I found the most awesome fit – a block away earlier this summer at a yard sale.  Her birthday present from us this year.  And we had been working up to this moment for weeks.  Saturday, she emotionally, was finally ready.

Even the dog is celebrating!

And she rode.

Comparing notes at the end of a long day for us both Friday ..

I said .. “I had a first tonight”.

On a rare occasion someone asks for an autograph.  Always stuns me someone would want it.  And, on a piece of paper is one thing.  That’s easy to throw away when you look back and think, why did I get this again?

Guy told me he lost it years ago in a wood chipper.

The Cowboy laughs and says to me, “I had a bizarre day too.  I had a customer ask me to take care of her horses and I told her I had time today.  While she was at work and couldn’t be there, she said she’d call her daughter and let her know I would be coming and that she would be home.  When I pulled in the drive .. the daughter was laying out in the sun topless.  And she didn’t seem to mind that I was there.  I didn’t know what to do so I sat in the truck for awhile until she got up and put her top on.”

No photos of that one.

Urban cowgirl.

Usually once a week, we pick a night to go out if possible, just the two of us for a bite to eat.  During the summer it is often a Friday night fish fry when we can under the tent or in the Stable House at Quivey’s.  But another place we love to frequent ..

Artists at work.  A favorite.