He's trying the dirt for the first time, so whatever dirt turns up it will be new to him. Tomorrow we'll take him to the track to see how he likes it. He'll have a faster canter on Thursday.
He's trying the dirt for the first time, so whatever dirt turns up it will be new to him. Tomorrow we'll take him to the track to see how he likes it. He'll have a faster canter on Thursday.
The riders in a race do not stop short when they reach the goal. There is a little finishing canter before coming to a standstill. There is time to hear the kind voice of friends and to say to ones self 'the work is done.' But just as one says that, the answer comes 'The race is over, but the work never is done while the power to work remains.' The canter that brings you to a standstill need not be only coming to rest. It cannot be, while you still live. For to live is to function. That is all there is in living.
When he ran from a cop, his transitions from accelerating walk to easy jog trot to brisk canter to headlong gallop to flogged-piston sprint ... were as distinct and as soberly in order as an automatic gearshift.
I like it because it's so quiet. We usually just walk the horses, but we also trot and canter some. We see lots of different kinds of plants and animals. We see bighorn sheep and rabbits and lizards.
The riders in a race do not stop when they reach the goal. There is a little finishing canter before coming to a standstill. There is time to hear the kind voices of friends and say to oneself, The work is done.
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