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It's been over ten years, but I neither fell off nor disgraced myself, and it's not difficult to remember how to ride a horse. All Corita's horses are sweeties, anyway; apparently her original mare liked to step on people's feet on purpose, but everybody today was kind enough to let a n00b brush the mud out of their hair and untangle a couple mane dreadlocks and not kick or step on me. And Bear, who took me around the three-mile farm edges with Corita and her beloved mule, was very polite and did whatever I wanted.

I am absurdly tired, and I suspect I will be sore tomorrow, but it was a lovely day, and I hope to do it again soon.