Learning to Ride

Melody had always been interested in horses. She had the entire series of Black Stallion stories and was keen on owning her own horse. I was open-minded about it. I had ridden a horse at Boy Scout summer camp and I rode once again when the family visited Grandpa Aaron’s corn farm in Iowa. I had an incident where I slid off the horse at summer camp because my saddle had not been cinched up tight enough. Otherwise, I had no fear of them. Mel and I had two big disadvantages regarding horses. Neither of us knew anything about their husbandry and we certainly could not keep a horse in the small back yard at her parent's home. But Mel’s mom and dad both had horses when they were growing up in Utah

Dinoflagellates, Fireflies of the Sea: Fear of Failure, Chapter 14

Dinoflagellates, fireflies of the sea. I remember one night dive distinctly. It was dark, and there was no moon in the sky. We were diving down only thirty feet to catch lobster. After paddling out the appropriate distance, we turned on our underwater flashlights to find lobster but as soon as my mask hit the water a visually overwhelming flash of light blinded my vision. Descending at a slower pace the brightness in my face mask diminished, but if I accelerated past a certain velocity the turbulence picked up causing the bright blue swirls. It was like chewing popping bubble gum candy in your mouth, the faster I moved my mask, the more brilliant the glow. I saw the same blue light coming of

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