I loved the Saddle Club books when I was a kid, caught in the throes of the horse phase, and I picked up Saddle Wise #1: Rainy Day Rescue in the hopes of recapturing some of that horsey joy. You didn’t do a bad job, really–I think I just forgot how mediocre these kinds of series books often are. You had all the elements of a horse-and-girl story here, which made it pleasantly familiar but also a little bit dull, and the prose could have been a bit more…sparkling, maybe. My feeling about it is that it’s a sort of knobby-kneed little cousin of Marguerite Henry’s body of work, trying to keep on its feet but occasionally stumbling into a pile of gangliness. Okay, enough with the horse metaphors–three stars (and not the kind on Rainy Day’s forehead).