hunterseat df: Hunter Seat Equitation is a division that is judged on the ability and the style of the rider. The riders can be judged both over fences and on the flat.
Although true, hunters DO eat, at least the skilled ones do, my name derives from the world of horses.
And because the word hunter is in my name, people automatically think I'm a guy. Not even close.
Whenever I meet someone named Hunter I have to bite my tongue to keep from saying "That's my name, too!"
Although true, hunters DO eat, at least the skilled ones do, my name derives from the world of horses.
And because the word hunter is in my name, people automatically think I'm a guy. Not even close.
Whenever I meet someone named Hunter I have to bite my tongue to keep from saying "That's my name, too!"
On a Shoestring
Posted 12-22-2016 at 05:24 PM by hunterseat
That’s an expression, isn’t it? “On a shoestring”. What does that make you think of? A shoestring budget? Doing great things with very little. Seems small and insignificant but it really speaks of accomplishment.
Shoestrings are tricky little things. Not at all significant. But greatly overlooked. Until you trip on one. Then what happens? You fall? What if you’re on the stairs? You could break your neck!
My son hated shoestrings. He always wanted Velcro on his shoes. I can’t blame him. Especially now.
I have a pair of shoes that I wear at work. They have shoestrings and one of them seems always to come untied. I haven’t had that problem for a while now but these shoes certainly have tricky shoestrings. I could double tie them but what am I? A child?
Rather than get aggravated, I started looking at it as a chance to slow down. When I have to stop to tie my shoe I realize I was in a hurry. People in Hawaii live longer because they’re never in a hurry. “Island time”.
Not only that, I appreciate the fingers that nimbly, albeit repeatedly, tie the stings. I can’t imagine life without them. Then I’m thankful that I have feet that work – I’m ambulatory. And thank goodness I have shoes for my feet. Many do not.
If tying my shoestrings is an action that reminds me to slow down and be thankful, then I’m thankful for shoestrings. And that’s no small feet.
Shoestrings are tricky little things. Not at all significant. But greatly overlooked. Until you trip on one. Then what happens? You fall? What if you’re on the stairs? You could break your neck!
My son hated shoestrings. He always wanted Velcro on his shoes. I can’t blame him. Especially now.
I have a pair of shoes that I wear at work. They have shoestrings and one of them seems always to come untied. I haven’t had that problem for a while now but these shoes certainly have tricky shoestrings. I could double tie them but what am I? A child?
Rather than get aggravated, I started looking at it as a chance to slow down. When I have to stop to tie my shoe I realize I was in a hurry. People in Hawaii live longer because they’re never in a hurry. “Island time”.
Not only that, I appreciate the fingers that nimbly, albeit repeatedly, tie the stings. I can’t imagine life without them. Then I’m thankful that I have feet that work – I’m ambulatory. And thank goodness I have shoes for my feet. Many do not.
If tying my shoestrings is an action that reminds me to slow down and be thankful, then I’m thankful for shoestrings. And that’s no small feet.
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Merry Christmas, hunterseat!
Great stuff.Posted 12-22-2016 at 08:59 PM by case44
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Love your logic, and your pun!Posted 01-15-2017 at 08:05 PM by Lodestar 77
