Buckwheat’s Legacy
AS I scroll through years of horse memories, some shine especially bright. My (Charlene’s) first horse, an Appaloosa named Buckwheat, blazes like a meteor, easily outshining the planets of past horses. He changed my life and chartered for us an adventurous future that neither of us had envisioned.
Meeting Buckwheat
Before I got Buckwheat, I was riding my neighbor’s horse. One day that horse and I had a disagreement, and he reared up and went over on me. The nightmarish accident left me nervous about riding. I wanted to “cowgirl up,” but preferred to do it on a safe, calm horse—preferably of
