Desert Sands Liberty Yearling Entry

Ciara was excited to be travelling to another show.  Desert Sands Stables was only about a half a day drive down from her farm, Artistik Arabians - tucked in the luscious evergreens of NW Washington State.  The trip to Oregon's scrub desert would be relatively easy, as most of the passes were not burdened with winter's heavy snowfall yet, and Ciara made sure they would travel in style - she spent the afternoon yesterday washing and buffing the truck/trailer for the road trip.  She was excited to meet up with some other local(ish) Arabian breeders and add to Keira's work in the show ring.  Even Charlie was in a good mood, and had let Ciara control the soundtrack choices for their journey.  

Keira fed off Ciara's enthusiasm, and pranced around as she was unloaded from the trailer, in the frigid Fall air, where the ground was still hard from the morning frost.  Her eyes were wide with excitement, with nostrils flared as she smelled the unfamiliar surroundings and blew her breath out in little puffs of clouds.  Her tail hairs, which had finally begun to grow out and leave her foalish looks behind, fell across her back and she danced around.  

"Silly girl," Ciara laughed, "save some of that for the ring.  No one is watching you right now."  She smiled and patted the frisky filly on her shoulder.  

Ciara kept the lead slack, and let the filly stretch her legs as Charlie finished checking them in.  In no time at all they would be settled in, Keira would be groomed, with her silken mane and tail brushed out, and then it would be her time to move to the beat of the music in the soft sand arena.