The Only Time I Fell by Kelsey Ward
A wee short story by local author Kelsey Ward.
Written in a lyrical, memoir style, this piece is part of an ongoing personal project exploring memory and growth through the seasons.
"This is the June story about the time I fell off a horse I'd been trying to teach myself to carry a saddle. I'd been gifted him from my grandparents who love draft horses and he was one too. Big ol' Clydesdale. It is very action focused."
Rooted in movement, muscle, and memory, this story captures a youthful moment of determination and impact. A vivid snapshot of learning the hard way, and the strength that follows.
A wee short story by local author Kelsey Ward.
Written in a lyrical, memoir style, this piece is part of an ongoing personal project exploring memory and growth through the seasons.
"This is the June story about the time I fell off a horse I'd been trying to teach myself to carry a saddle. I'd been gifted him from my grandparents who love draft horses and he was one too. Big ol' Clydesdale. It is very action focused."
Rooted in movement, muscle, and memory, this story captures a youthful moment of determination and impact. A vivid snapshot of learning the hard way, and the strength that follows.
A wee short story by local author Kelsey Ward.
Written in a lyrical, memoir style, this piece is part of an ongoing personal project exploring memory and growth through the seasons.
"This is the June story about the time I fell off a horse I'd been trying to teach myself to carry a saddle. I'd been gifted him from my grandparents who love draft horses and he was one too. Big ol' Clydesdale. It is very action focused."
Rooted in movement, muscle, and memory, this story captures a youthful moment of determination and impact. A vivid snapshot of learning the hard way, and the strength that follows.
