Dancing in the street

Mom has a long list of things that need fixing, so Seth has made several trips to the local hardware store. Yesterday, Piper and I went with him.

Instead of coming straight home, I asked him to drive past some of the places where I used to ride since we were (sort of) in the neighborhood.

This led to visiting the street where the camp horses had lived...

and a pilgrimage to the Altadena Crest trailhead.

We decided to get out and walk a little. On the way back to the car, I spotted a horse and rider in the distance.

They were heading our way, so I kind of slow walked my way up the trail until this happened.

Of course, I had to get my phone out and take some pictures.

"I used to ride here when I was a kid," I explained.

"You like horses!" the rider exclaimed. "Let me show you what this one can do."

And just like that, his horse started dancing.

It was as unexpected as it was impressive.

"I hope you get to ride again, senorita," the rider called over his shoulder.

Then he and his horse rode off into the distance.

Welcome to Altadena, California, where the horses are dancing in the street!