Spring has finally arrived here, sort of.
I can usually tell its spring when I start hearing Diane holler at me to come out and help with the horses. Time to fix fences that have been damaged during the winter, fix barn damage, and generally try to get the place cleaned back up after a few months of everything being buried under a sheet of white.
This spring we have a little more going on though. Our niece has come to live with us for a while and all she has talked about the last few weeks is learning to ride. So Sunday I found myself outside helping her hop up behind Diane for her first ride on a horse.
I think she liked it.
