Yes, that is what my weekend involved. Horse rides and rat tails.
Rayce and I went back to our hometown and after lunch at Cracker Barrel with my aunts, I went to my dad's house aka the house I grew up in to go for a ride with him.
For some reason I felt like taking lots of pointless/pretty in my mind pictures.
If you've never been to Iowa in the fall...you're about to see what it looks like.
Photo dump starts....NOW!
The driveway to dad's house
The house I grew up in
The girls...Elsa, Lynde, and Molly :)
Had to use a pair of my dad's boots...they were a little big
I love horse noses...they're so soft!
My front yard
And now...the rat tail.
Isn't it disgusting? This is our friend Keith. He is currently sporting a mohawk but was too lazy to put product in it Saturday night so he had a comb over up top and a rat tail in back...seeeexy.
He normally looks like this
Saturday night he looked like this...totes normal.
He's special :)