Man, are we having some crappy weather in the Willamette Valley this spring. Today's high was 45, and it's been alternating between rain, sleet, hail, and snow. I consider the fact that I dragged myself out to the barn to ride borderline heroic. Kudos to Willow for not freaking out when it started hailing on the metal roof of the arena.
I cut the tags off the saddle today. I really like it, and so does Willow. How lucky are we to have found the right saddle on the very first try? In other news, I'm finally back to bridling Willow on the near side. And it only took eleven months! It's so nice that she's no longer a special needs child.
Stuff to start working on in earnest: counter canter, canter lengthening, walk-canter-walk.