"Cowgirl is an attitude. A pioneer spirit, a special American brand of courage.The cowgirl faces life head on and makes no excuses. Cowgirls take stands.They speak up.They defend the things they hold dear.A cowgirl might be a reiner, or a hunter jumper, or a barrel racer, or a dressage rider.But she's just as likely to be a checker at the local grocery store, a full-time mother, a banker, an attorney, an astronaut
The spirit is still alive today in the women who want to be able to saddle their own horses, hitch up their own trailers, raise their kids and succeed in a career, sometimes even beyond their wildest cowgirl dreams." by Dale Evans
Alara Emig with some well earned ribbons!
BEAUTY IS MY SPORT by Alara Emig
Beautyisthe way I ride
It makes me feel so good inside!
Skittles & Ginger are their names
I’ll ride them to the hall of fame!
I’ll ride & ride with all my might
I’ll ride into the starry night!
My mom & dad will be so proud
“I did it, I did it ,”I’ll shout out loud!
First place, blue ribbon that’s my game
To ride a horse &braid the mane!
Halter, saddle, tack & gear
I ride as though I have no fear !
Safety first, helmet in place
Years of practice, not a race!
When I grow up, I want to be
A champion rider for the world to see!
"OUR LIVES WITH HORSES"
You must truly love horses to feel the connection.... Our lives with horses are rich with feeling.
If you've ever... Choked back tears watching a new foal wobble to his feet for the first time... Or watching your good horse wobble to his feet after surgery... Or seen the ends of the reins float straight out as a reining horse spins beneath them... Or chuckled to yourself as you watched a tiny tot on a patient pony trot through a barrel pattern at a saddle club play day... Or felt the building tremble as an eight-up hitch of feather-legged giants pulled a hand-carved beer wagon into the arena... Or had your heart stop when you saw your horse lying motionless in the pasture on a sunny day -- and waited breathlessly to see an ear flicker... Or cheered at the screen when The Man From Snowy River slid Dunnie down the mountainside, or when Seabiscuit made his final surge to beat War Admiral... Or cruised along the highway and seen a horse in the pasture and wondered what he's like to ride...or pictured him as a prospect... Or sucked in your breath as a horse and rider approached a six-foot wall... Or sworn a solemn oath to your horse that together you would triumph...
Or flipped through the TV channels and stopped when you saw a horse...even when it was a commercial.. . Or laughed aloud when you rubbed your horse's face and he rubbed back... Or gotten chills hearing Dave Johnson's "...and DOWN THE STRETCH THEY COME!" (Or "Run For The Roses" circa 1980ish?) Or stood in awe at your horse in morning play as he sprinted around the pasture, then stopped, head erect, and snorted defiance at the rest of the world... Or been thankful to see wild horses grazing casually at the foot of a hill... Or felt calmed by the sleekness of a silky haircoat beneath your hand... Or felt your jaw drop as you watched a Lipizzaner perform a capriole... Or if you've ever seen someone in the grocery store wearing a certain kind of hat or boots or buckle, or have a certain cut and length to their jeans...and felt some remote kind of connection.. . Or felt warmed by a soft-nicker greeting you as you entered the barn...many times. If you've ever been moved by any of these feelings, you know you are a horse person. Thank goodness we have our love of horses to help us on our journey. One of Gods greatest gifts to us!!
