Katherine could hardly focus on her school work. “Today will be perfect to ride Sunshine,” She said to herself. Soon she was daydreaming; She was flying on the back of her golden-brown mare, Sunshine. Racing through the tall grass in the meadow. Katherine could almost feel the wind in her face and the sun-rays on her back. She and her horse were just about to jump a log---- “Katherine,” her mom said pulling her from her dream. “Have you finished your math yet?” Katherine lowered her head, “No, Mom, I haven‘t. I guess I was kind of daydreaming.” She said with a sheepish smile. “Well, try not to do it again, and hurry with your math, you still have history to do.” Her mom said, and then added with a smile, “Then you can ride Sunshine.” Katherine’s face broke into a smile, “Thanks, Mom,” she said. Her mom knew Katherine almost as well as Katherine knew herself. “I‘ll try to hurry” she promised as her mom left the room.

School done for the day, Katherine headed down to the barn where Sunshine waited. “Hey, Sunshine,” she greeted her horse, and reached to pet her nose. “Are you ready for our ride?” Sunshine neighed, and Katherine laughed. Sunshine always neighed as if to answer her, no matter what Katherine said to her. Katherine tacked her horse and then led Sunshine out of the barn. Outside, she mounted Sunshine, “Okay, Girl, let‘s go!” She said excitedly. When they reached the meadow, it was just like her daydream, Sunshine’s golden mane glittered in the afternoon sun. They rode to Katherine’s favorite sketching spot. “Let‘s stop here for awhile, Sunshine,” She said pulling back on the reigns. She dismounted, and then tied her horse to a large shade-tree, so Sunshine wouldn’t get too hot. Katherine had brought her sketch pad because she had promised to send some sketches to her friend, Jenny, who had moved two states away in the fall.

Katherine went over her drawings. There was one of a beautiful patch of wildflowers, one of Sunshine grazing in the tall meadow grass, a red-headed woodpecker on a tree was in one sketch, “I‘ll color that one in with colored pencils when I get home, it will look better that way” she said out loud. Her last one was of the tree where she and Jenny used to climb when they were younger. When she was finished viewing her sketches, she looked down at her watch, “We had better start home now if I‘m going to have time to do my chores before supper,” She said to Sunshine. On the ride home, Katherine was already thinking about her ride tomorrow.

Well, there you go! I told you I would post a story, but I don't know how well this one is. It might not be very interesting, but at least I wrote one.

Emily---indigobunting14