Joy, rediscovered

Got back from the stables half an hour ago; am now showered and preparing for bed. Am terribly tired, in some pain, but also tremendously happy and relaxed.

I knew that I missed riding, but I didn't know just how much. It felt so good just to walk Skutt slowly on a snow-covered road, while talking to gnapp. Skutt had missed me; he was demanding to be scratched and petted to an unusual degree - normally it's something he accepts but doesn't beg for. The weather was good - about minus 3C (27F), no wind, and cloudy. The snow made it fairly easy to see the road and we went slowly anyway.

I did not fall off and I wasn't afraid of riding. Not that I thought I'd be, but everyone else seems to assume it'd be scary.

Happy. Tired. Going to bed now.