White Christmas

 

Dear Diary,

 

 

 

and it´s already there again: Christmas. This year it´s definitely more silent than usual. But for those who´re coping with it, it will be more reflective, too.

 

The shops are closed and you can only get groceries anymore. The snow is gone again. It´s just raining now, but you can say the nature needs it. Because without we wouldn´t even have food anymore.

 

Despite all we (the whole company) are wishing a reflective Christmas and are celebrating the holidays with a quote out of the…

 

 

 

Crisis Memories

 

 

 

It was white. And the snow lay high in the forest. On the trees there was so much of it that the smallest ones were hanging down. They were building wooden arcs. Maybe the doors to another realm?

 

We (R. and I) were on a trip with S. + E. an S. + E. (yes, the women both had names with S. and their horses with E.). The horses had to work hard through the snow, the sun was shining bright, and we all had lots of fun.

 

Then we went onto the forest trail. Off of the broad, affixed roads. With the undergrounds differencing in the fact that the mainroads often (Sadly) had driving marks on it.

 

So we were on the forest trail. The trees stood more closely her with low hanging branches full of snow. We had to ride in a queue because the trail was so narrow. We did acrobatics in our saddles to prevent us from being loaded with snow. We did very well with that. Until R. decided it took too long.

 

He was with me at the end of the queue. Suddenly he jumped forward, passed the others despite the narrowness – and all of us where white from front to back. While we were laughing, R. just had a sassy look on his face.

 

 

 

Good thing of the day

 

 

 

After all we already had a ride in the snow this season. Maybe we´ll get some more of it later.

 

 

 

(any mistakes are intentionally placed?

 

 

 

Yours, Catty

 

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