brown | Author Jennifer N. Adams

This week’s one word photo challenge is beaver, which is a shade of brown, similar to mocha, yet just a shade darker.

Last week it had snowed…again…but this time, it was a good snowfall, well, for us here in the centralized part of Arkansas it was. Sad thing about this round of white powder is that it was just that, powder, which isn’t snowman building type of snow. After several minutes of effortless trying to build one, she finally understood, yet still found a way to enjoy playing in it.

I admire my daughter’s infinite love for snow. I’m sure the movie Frozen gave her a bit of a nudge in that direction, especially after hearing Anna’s famous line, ‘Do You Want To Build A Snowman’. And there’s also a song she sings about it too. After watching the movie a few dozen times, then hearing it play in the background of your home…on repeat…then tolerating the CD in the car, also on repeat, you would have a slight understanding as to why snow and the movie Frozen can start to really bug you.

Not to mention, the numerous pictures of Elsa circulating on Facebook, issuing a warrant out for arrest, blaming her for causing our lovely winter snowstorms, kind of a bit overdone.

The only time I like snow is when I get to play in it. I used to snowboard regularly when I lived in Colorado. I actually kept my board and gear, just in case I get the chance to snowboard again. Yet, when my daughter repeats Anna’s famous line, of course I’m all into building a snowman, I’m just not going to burst into song or anything like that. I’ll also refrain from mentioning anything to do with the movie.

Though the sky was kind of bleak and everything surrounding me was white, I did snap a few photos here and there. I kind of find my neighbors broken fence somewhat interesting. I call it his fence since he’s the one who put it up, he just fails to maintain it. Of course the wheelchair ramp tends to end up in my pictures. Plus, I had to take a picture of the tall pines that surround us in their version of a tiny forrest. I feel like an ant standing next to these massive giants. They were here before the house was built back in the 50’s, so that should give you a rough estimate on how old they are.

My daughter has been doing horse back riding therapy, also called hippotherapy, for almost seven months now and she really enjoys it. It has helped her out in many ways and has encouraged her to become more verbal, more attentive to her surroundings, plus she gets excited when I tell her that she’s going riding today.

It took her speech therapist four horses, each a different size and gait, to figure out which horse best suited my daughter’s needs (for both autism and sensory processing disorder). Though each horse she’s ridden has been really sweet and lovable, I sincerely love the horse she has now. She’s (the horse) is well taught in being a therapy horse, she’s smart, and likes to take part in some of the games we’re playing, such as puzzles, she likes to look at the puzzle board with us.

Since this week’s one word photo challenge is brown, I’ll share a few pictures of some of the horses around the farm where my daughter rides.