This topic brought to mind something I hadn't thought about in decades. One of the most fun evenings with a horse. I was helping with a rental line at my boarding stable and when we were done for the day, evening was coming on fast. We jumped on the horses bareback and walked out onto the trails as night fell. It was snowing gently and one of the most precious things I have ever done. The horses were warm and made blowing noises in the snow. I am sure they were not thrilled about going out one more time, but we sure enjoyed it. This is something I have never done again. Life gets busy and riding in an arena after dark is much easier than finding someone to go with you out into the cold and dark. I guess I just never bothered. I think it was the freedom and carless feeling of being young that this memory brings to mind. Somehow, we lose this as we grow up and into responsibilities.
