The blue birds were chirping, the green leaves rustled in the slight breeze that the spring weather brought. The light breeze blew the little boy’s golden locks. Elboron smiled as he looked at his parents.

Six-year old Elboron was having his first riding lesson on a pony.  He was a natural with the pony- being fearless in grabbing it by its hair.  Elboron even managed to ride a few steps without aid.

“Elboron, be gentle to the pony!” his father admonished gently.

Elboron grinned; he loved being in this type of weather with his favorite horse and his doting parents.