Abigail Catstone

I used to love jumping with Ellie, she was fantastic. She was perfect, perfect for me. (Gloves from Star Tack Co, rest of clothes and tack from Cupcake Tack Shop <3)

Me and my moms horse, Petal. Petal was pregnant at the time, a big walking watermelon. She’s such a sweetheart... (Halter from Jorvik Designs <3)

Ellie and I after practicing, getting her ready to go into her stall for the night. When I was inside the stables with her was the only time I could shake the uneasy feeling of being watched... little did I know. (Halter and Blanket from startack.co <3)

Ellie and I were practicing for a jumping show, I remember the feeling of jumping with her. So free, so careless... I miss that.

I remember this day, I rode out to one of my favourite little private arenas in the country side with my mom. The view from there is beautiful, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched...

I like looking back on the photos from the past, seeing what led me to you. So much has happened between then and now, would you like to see?

A lot can change in a year.

Maybe Western riding wasn’t the best idea... A bucking bronco wasn’t what I was aiming for.