Mounted Shooting: Bad Fall, Good Memories

Who thought shooting targets from horseback was fun? Well, they were right. In a manner of speaking. A friend, a horse lover and keeper had requested the pleasure of my company for a ride. It was weekly arrangement, though sometimes we rode together more often. She had three horses and her husband didn’t ride. She […]

Spring in Berlin

Memories 2003/2004 Berlin, Germany: “Watery golden sunlight, the staccato clack of Herr Zug awaken me, struggling up through vivid dreams already late with the rising of the sun, I pull on clothes willy-nilly. Racing down the corridor, through the station, barely making the train I need, I catch my breath only to have it taken […]