Your article is music to my heart. As a young girl (4or 5 or so), I was placed atop a gentle mare and allowed to wander. This arrangement lasted long enough that I was bitten by the horse bug lasting long after we ceased attending that stables. In the interim, I played with Beyers model horses and read everything I could find. Five years later, Dad bought me my first horse and I began to learn about relationships. I rode until college but continued learning.