Every Wed. for almost a year, we've been at Pacifica for Tesla's horse riding lessons. Tesla loves horses. And when I look back, she was always crazy for horses. I didn't piece it together until horse-loving folks told me, "either you have it or you don't." Apparently, Tesla has it. I mean Chocolate, Tesla's fav horse stuffy (that I tried to get rid of since it was so big), made it into a family portrait years back. Chocolate still sits on her bed.
Now, Tesla cleans stalls (poop), cleans horse shoes (make horse pick their hoof up to get picked at), brushes them, and rides them. When her teacher pushes her with strict detailed instructions, Tesla follows. A slight shift of weight, tug of the reign, or not properly holding in reigns makes a huge difference. So seeing Tesla guide her horse in a specific way, over logs, around barrels...well, I am impressed. The horse would wander if the rider isn't in control.
Last Wed, Tesla's horse got spooked. Hanging out with horses over this year, I get it. They are chicken about any sound or movement, imagined or not. When walking around them, you are supposed to constantly touch them so they don't get surprised, as in, "I'm here, and here, and walking around you here." Otherwise they might kick you.
I saw Tesla's fall happen. Lucy, her horse, bucked, and Tesla hung on as if to a bucking bull. It seemed like she was calculating the best time to fall off/be thrown off. She was calm as a cucumber. I've been on a few horses (before Tesla took lessons and I paid occasionally for touristy rides at her plead), and felt a few jolts...each time it was scary for me because you don't know what this giant animal will do.
Luckily, she's ok. Her ankle hurts, but not sprained She's resting at home for a few days. This is a part of being a cowgirl.
I showed her today a picture of her great-grandmother riding a horse with my dad on the saddle. She was an accomplished rider and horse lover. I never met her as she passed in childbirth with my uncle. I can't imagine how hard it was for my dad and uncle. I like to believe that through Tesla, she passed on this horse love. We never encouraged Tesla, but here is her passion. And I love it as I feel & see a connection with this amazing woman.
One reason Dav and I get along is both of us are rather ok about not doing much on holidays or bdays so that there is no pressure if we forget (altho anything that involves kids, I'm on it!). In exchange we do random things when it feels natural. But sometimes, it is nice when things align, and holidays are celebrated with ease. I love oysters and today we got to go to Hog Island Oyster Co. in Marshall thanks to Dav's colleague who made a reservation.
Morning started out with kids. Tesla had been so secret about hers it was a complete surprise : )
Me love oysters!
Then we went to Stinson Beach. Aila brought home a lot of rocks.
I was mesmerized by the new space. Love the new addition with winding spaces, grand windows to the new SF skyline, outdoor patios, and overall, a museum that would take multiple afternoons to enjoy. It's huge with so much to see.
Yesterday, we spent a few hours at SF MOMA. With membership, I look forward to mini-lunch dates with Dav (since he works a block away) where we'll take in 1 floor at a time, then sit and enjoy the space.
We met up with friends who are walking around the perimeter of S.F. today (takes over 12 hours). We had our bikes (Dav's tall one), and tagged along for a tiny stretch just to say hi. Fun part was an old friend from Tokyo blogging days, Justin Hall, was there too! Small city where like-minded friends from different circles meet up : )
Another year quickly gone by as the girls grow. Aila will finish preschool this summer, and next year, we look into Middle Schools for Tesla! Crazy.
Stumbled across this lovely story. If you have time, it'll warm your heart.
This video particularly touched me as I too once found a tiny white kitten. She was meowing on a Tokyo street hidden in bushes on a rainy night. I couldn't walk away knowing how young that meow sounded, so I searched for her. Luckily I didn't have to deal with dire circumstances as the video story, but I found her 6 days before moving to S.F. to be with Dav. Tickets bought, I was packing, and I already had my 2 cats Wakame and Katsuo. I found her after dinner with my brother-in-law. Of course I took her home, hoping luck would help me find her a home.
This was back before blogs really took off, and while I had one for a while by then, posting about the kitten was the first time I saw the direct usefulness of it vs. chatting about daily stuff that while fun and interactive, wasn't doing anything really.
Then, the perfect match happened when Tracey stepped in to take her! Just in time before I moved, btw. I couldn't think of what I'd do had I not found a home for her.
Tracey sent me updates for many years so I could see how happy and rambunctious this little one was. She was named Tutu. Unfortunately, she passed a few years back, but I feel very connected to Tracey and her family because of Tutu.