Some folks have big dreams about things they’d like to do or places they’d like to go.
My dream, for many years, has been to go riding in the snow in a horse-drawn sleigh.
So last year, for our anniversary, Motor Man and I drove to Connecticut to go sleigh riding. The roads weren’t nearly as treacherous as you would think, looking at this picture.
Although the roads were safe to travel, there was a lot of snow on the ground, perfect for sleigh riding. The temp was around 13 degrees during our ride. Our team was made up of two beautiful horses, named Sarah and Babe.
But look at this handsome guy. This is Joe.
I think it’s easy to see that this was MY dream, not Motor Man’s. Maybe it’s just because his nose was frozen. Remember – it was 13 degrees.
It’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you!
Our ride was at sunset. And you know me and sunsets. Gotta have a picture.
…(it’ll be) the perfect ending of a perfect day.
these days of mine 