I can't decide if it's spring or summer yet. It feels like if summer is about to happen, but it is too hot for spring. It is that awkward time where everybody pretends like it's summer. I leave my sweaters at home and brave the ride home on my bicycle at night because I don't want to have to wear the heavier clothes. I go swimming even if the water is cold. But I am not quite ready to commit to the intensity of summer, popsicles hurt my teeth and I don't really like the heat if it's above 85. I'm giving myself until the official day in June when summer hits and will live in limbo until then, continuing to claim it's spring. (Can we also discuss my friend's great view from her apartment's pool? Don't worry, I don't live there.. I just have great friends who are that cool.)
I have never been a horse person. They were never something I was interested in, never really wanted to even ride one. Maybe I am scared of them. I just keep thinking of my ribs every time I walk by one and how so easily they can just kick and I would be smashed. A good friend of mine is a horse trainer and invited me to go spend the day looking at stables to hold his horses. Naturally, I said yes to the road trip and found some countryside with beautiful light for photographing. Perhaps I will be spending more time at this stable just outside of Chicago. If I do, you will be sure to know with more photos. In the meantime.. enjoy this mini-series from Crete, Illinois.