Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Horses

Like many a little girl before me and many a little girl to come I was obsessed with horses. I am not quite sure when or where it began, but it was certainly perpetuated by popular children's shows like Rainbow Brite and She-ra who had magical horse pals.

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I remember daydreaming about a flying horse that would come down to me and open a magical world of...well I don't know what, but I am sure it would have been magical. I even recall being around 5 or 6 and wishing on a star for a horse of my own.

Since I can remember I have always tended to think of myself as some sort of intermediary between the human and animal world, although neither humans nor animals seem to see me in the same light. When I was just a wee little girl I had the opportunity to be near a young horse. I was warned not to walk behind this animal, but since I was the authority on all animals I knew that any rules about horses could not possibly apply to me. I walked right up behind the horse and was kicked in the face. Don't worry, I survived. I don't really recall my thoughts or feelings about the incident beyond these two facts 1)that I was given a butterfly band aid and I was greatly disappointed that it didn't actually look like a butterfly 2)and that I bled onto my mom's killer 80s shirt; it was white with a grid and had all sorts of geometric shapes on it. She was able to get the stain out and wear it with pride after the incident.

A few years later, we were living in Montana and I discovered a horse nearby. I began to visit him regularly. I pretty much just pretended he was my horse. I would bring him food and just gaze at him, willing him to talk (because in my mind all horses could/can talk). The horse was just fine with my visits. He was happy for a nice pat and some free treats. OK, in full disclosure it was a little creepier than I care to admit...I actually rode the horse and once I even braided it's hair into my own. Don't you judge my childhood fashion choices.

Now, twenty years later, I am still in love with horses. Something about their smell and the look in their eyes. I don't think I would ever ride a horse again(unless it asked me to), but I would love to rescue horses. I should also mention that I happen to love gentle donkeys as well.

I guess that's all I have to say about horses today.

10 comments:

heather said...

I know, what is it about horses? It's like their eyes stare right into your soul. I love them too. Such a beautiful picture you took!

Elizabeth said...

yes - that picture is beautiful!

and ben's parents have belgians. they are so amazing and BIG! maddie and isaac have both ridden the gentlest one!

Emily said...

Watching horses run is so amazing. It's a combination of strength and beauty in motion.

Linda said...

There just is something about horses, I'm with you on that! But i must admit that I am a bit in awe of horses as well, maybe because of their size and strength. I am so lucky to have parents in law with quite a few icelandic horses on their farm, I love watching them and maybe walk among them as they graze on a pasture at dusk.

How do you get that function on your photos where it says 'plagiarism is a sin, yo'. I'd like that on my photos as well.

Hello Lindello said...

I dont know why but ive always been afraid or horses! I think their beautiful and terrifying at the same time if that makes any sense? My mother-in-law rides, and I am hoping to curb my fear one of these days with her help.

I think its adorable you braided your hair into the horses :)

Annie said...

Beautiful picture. I think the thing about horses is that they're huge and strong but still graceful and kind (at least seem so). And when they run free... it makes you feel free too. But I feel sorry for them, the way they have to suffer in today's world. So I adore horses too but I don't enjoy riding - because I think horses should run free.

Have you watched a documentary on the horse whisperer Monty Roberts? He's amazing! He has also raised several foster children in addition to horses. He seems like a saint! I remember some of my pupils cried when I showed them the document. Talk about a magnificent role model. :-)

Gen said...

I like to imagine them wild, running free and what that must have been like. They truly are magnificent creatures.

Court said...

My daughter loves horses!! I'll have to come back and show her this beautiful picture when she gets up!

Stacy said...

I love horses! Adore!

Robin said...

I still have the picture of you petting a horse with ketchup packets in your belt loops!

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