They raced to the paddock and rode their ponies bareback up the path to the yard. They mixed feeds and flicked the ponies over, then gathered in the tack room. Mia pulled the map which they’d used earlier in the summer from her pocket. “There’s Dragonfly Marsh,” Alice said...
Rosie’s bedroom looked out across the paddocks, so they would be able to check on the ponies by the luminous light of the moon and the stars as they made their plans. After they’d bundled their bags in the cottage and hung up their clothes, they raced back to the stables a...
Mia said, her breath white in the frosty air of the tack room. She pointedly plucked them out and dropped the pink brush back into her grooming kit. “That’s hardly surprising”, Rosie said, rubbing her gloved hands and blowing into them to warm them up, “when you think how ...
But on Monday morning Mia persuaded her dad to take a detour so that he could give them all a lift. They’d wanted to get there extra early so they could check on their new arrival after his first night. Rosie had texted them all evening with updates, but they couldn’t wait to see him for themselv...
The four teams lined up alongside the paddocks, looking out over the rolling grassland of the estate. Melissa gave them a last-minute safety reminder to not gallop everywhere, and to remember to give their ponies lots of breaks because it was so hot. Then she blew a whistle and the teams cheered ...
They slipped off their ponies’ tack and brought them brimming haynets. Once they’d slung rugs over the ponies, and tucked them up warmly, the girls headed for the farmhouse. In the cosy kitchen, Charlie, Mia and Alice helped haul Rosie out of her fancy dress, then they all raced up the stairs to ...