When a horse barn features an on-staff most loveable horse wrangler like Alex here, one develops a fondness for treasured time in her presence. Not a rough-hewn thing about her, but an unrelenting devotee to her fellow wranglers-in-the-making and her horses of course. Pretty in pink, or blue or covered in dirt, her spark is contagious, and her skill set unmatched by most trainers. A woodland wildfire that puts the fire under our seats when she bellows, “ride like you stole ’em,” and follows with swift instructions on keeping your seat in check. Looking forward to my next rundown, Alex…I couldn’t think of a better transition to summer than wrangling it up with you.