Last Ride in October
On the last day of October, my cousin Mary stopped by to ride Melody. They took off down the road and headed toward Polecat Creek.
Here they're crossing Dinner Creek and getting ready to turn off the road. . .
. . . onto the trail that goes under the power lines (where Melody likes to gallop):
Before long, they're at the farm, where Melody wants to move out. . .
. . . head down the hill and across the creek. . .
. . . and vanish into the woods on the far side.
After they'd ridden through Polecat Creek Farm, they looked toward home:
So they started back at a walk to cool Melody down:
Before long they came walking along the edge of my yard.
And that's the last October ride on the last day of the month.
Here they're crossing Dinner Creek and getting ready to turn off the road. . .
. . . onto the trail that goes under the power lines (where Melody likes to gallop):
Before long, they're at the farm, where Melody wants to move out. . .
. . . head down the hill and across the creek. . .
. . . and vanish into the woods on the far side.
After they'd ridden through Polecat Creek Farm, they looked toward home:
So they started back at a walk to cool Melody down:
Before long they came walking along the edge of my yard.
And that's the last October ride on the last day of the month.
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