Posts Tagged ‘horses’

Lying on the floor with your face in your food is NOT an eating style approved of by Miss Manners.  But if you’re a horse, why not relax and enjoy your food at close range?  Ahh, life is good!

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​Ok, the sun’s out. Let’s go for a ride. I’ll ride Lacy and I’ll put you on Cookie. She’s a sweetheart, goes well (and smoothly), and won’t do anything crazy. I’ll give you tips as we go, but if we’re in front, you’ll be fine. Horses always like to be the second or third in line. That way, if any monsters come, they’ll get the first horse and give the others time to get away. 🙂 Anyway, there are so many places to go that are difficult to get to otherwise, unless you have a four-wheel drive vehicle and walk after you can’t drive any farther.  Yes, I know the video appears to be sideways (for some unknown reason), but when you click on the arrow, it will show correctly.  Mine is not to wonder why.​

(Just changed my post title so I can join Six-Word Saturday. Glad you could come along for the ride.)

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​In the mid-seventies when my dad came home one day talking about an opportunity to buy a cabin in Wyoming’s Bighorn Mountains, I heard the words “mountains” and “horses” together. That’s all I needed to know. My vote was “Yes.”

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Do you ride?  If not, don’t worry.  Among the almost 50 horses are plenty of gentle ones and I can give you pointers.  We ride Western, with cowboy-style saddles, and up here, we can ride for miles and miles, usually without encountering another person or rider. Western saddles are built for comfort and riding long distances and the saddle horn, used by cowboys to tie one end of a rope is great for holding on to if needed. Just remember the rule:  if you go through a gate that’s open, leave it open.  If it was closed, close it.  There are cattle in some places and letting them out from where they should be and into where they shouldn’t is a big no-no.

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Week 39?  Seriously?  That means only 13 weeks left in 2016.  Yikes!  But that still leaves time for at 13 more oddball photo challenges.  So without further ado, here’s my entry for this week.

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There is nothing so good for the inside of a man as the outside of a horse.
~John Lubbock, “Recreation,” The Use of Life, 1894

The Weekly Photo Challenge theme is “Morning” and this is typical of my morning view the last week.  I have one more day here in Wyoming’s Bighorn Mountains, one more ride, then I’ll be on a two-day road trip back home to Illinois, a long distance in almost every way from Wyoming.

I haven’t been online much and won’t be for some days yet, due to having so much to do here as well as weak a/o intermittent internet connections, then because I’ll be traveling, and, finally, because I’ll be working more than usual.  Thanks for hanging in there with me and my lack of reciprocity.

Enjoy the view, my “Morning” view.

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To ride a horse is to ride the sky.
~Author Unknown

The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse’s ears.
~Arabian Proverb

“There is something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of a man.”
~Winston Churchill

To explore the mountains on horseback definitely makes me feel jubilant (feeling or expressing great joy : very happy.)  I need say no more. The photo speaks for itself.

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Just FYI: this is me on Lacy, the horse that replaced Sunday, the horse you see with me in my gravatar.  Always thankful for a good horse, but there will never be another Sunday (of the horse sort, of course.)  🙂

I grew up wanting a horse and finally, when I was in high school, my parents surprised me with a half Arab gelding whose official name was Al Faoud, meaning heart in Arabic, but whom we called Fez.  The only photos (very, very pre-digital) of him are buried in a box upstairs.  But some years later, among the horses my parents had at our summer cabin in Wyoming, was a white Missouri Fox Trotter mare named, again not her registered name, Sunday.

I always loved Arabian horses for their beauty and endurance.  But I have to admit that after riding a Fox Trotter, a breed who, instead of a bouncy trot, have a fabulously smooth gait between a walk and a canter, I’m a convert.  I rode Sunday every summer for many, many years and just last year, at the ancient horse age of over 30, she had to be put down.  There will always be a hole in my heart for her and her willingness to outwalk or out run any horse around.  She was my horse through and through and came immediately to mind when the theme of “One Love” was announced this week.

© janet m. webb 2011

© janet m. webb 2011