Most of the folks who ride out of our barn are young women. On Saturdays they stumble in wearing riding clothes and what looks like fuzzy slippers. I imagine that they were asleep just a short while ago. They probably rolled out of bed, put on some clothes, and forgot about the slippers. Maybe it’s a new style. I do not know. It is an amusing site to see them putz around while they try to wake up and get their horse ready. There is no rush. They are relaxed and comfortable. This is a good way to approach riding. Then I thought, I can do that. A pair of fleece lined moccasins would feel pretty good with these cold floors. Now I go from slippers to canters. Life is good!