The sun was deceptively pretty this morning, luring us out for a ride before we realized how wickedly windy it was. Sherm didn't seem nearly as bothered by the cold as I was.
The arena is still full of snow drifts, and is now rife with icy patches where some of that snow has melted and frozen overnight. So, still just walk work, with figures dictated by the footing. But it's really, really good to be in the saddle again.