The first 8 years of marriage we lived on a farm, being a city girl back then I loved farm life. My late father in law was interested in horses but no one else in the family was except me, so he bought me a pony. I rode everyday early in the morning until she bolted after about 3 years of riding her. If she bolted again no one would find me if I was hurt because the farm had hills and valleys and I wouldn't be easily seen. So that was the end of that. Father in law just bred from her after that. (The photos are scanned)
These photos are old, the beach one was about 2008, the fishpond was after that. The only real old photo is of the pony.
The photo is of me at a beach with lots of pebbles taking my little Shih Tzu for a walk which I did several times each day. The place is Turners Beach on the north west coast here in Tasmania. We used to take our caravan (the first one) in the wintertime on our weekend off if we could get away from our business.
