Thanksgiving break SOL

clip clop, clip clop. I secure my helmet on to my head and pull my hair back. I am walking very stiffly due to the chilling cold. The gate swings open and the horse jumps forward once we get in I slide in to the cold saddle and shiver. as we zoom past the gate, I swear i can still smell turkey in the air. I think back to Thanksgiving, the turkey, the family, the relatives, and that warm cozy feeling.