This photo is from my grandparents’ memory box of when I was at boarding school.

I absolutely loved riding then, and every time I see a horse in a field or being ridden down a road my heart stops for a minute.

I used to take my kids (when they were in the stroller) for walks down to a field near our house on winter days. And the most perfect moments were always when we glimpsed the horses standing in the mist staring back at us!

I would love to take riding lessons again and be able to care for a horse of my own. Perhaps when my daughter (who is 7 now) is old enough to ride with me.