Posts Tagged ‘riding’

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

This is Day 3 of the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge.   I was invited to participate by Emilio Pasquale at “Photos by Emilio”. The challenge is  to “post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”.  

Today’ nominee is Jan Marler Morrill at https://janmorrill.wordpress.com/. Jan’s the author of “The Red Kimono”, a novel about the interment of the Japanese in the US during WWII.  You need to read it.  She also writes haiku and explores various issues on her blog.

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For those of you following my blog, this is a break from my regularly scheduled series of posts on our trip to Yellowstone National Park, which yesterday featured close-ups (almost in the van) of buffalo. We’ll resume the trip shortly but for now, here’s my entry for this week’s photo challenge. It won’t be a surprise to my blog followers and it represents an annual carefree time for me and my family.

If you’d like to see other carefree moments, just click here: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/08/16/photo-challenge-carefree/. My apologies to all the photo challenge participants who visit. I’ll be road-tripping for two days (Saturday and Sunday), so I’ll have little time to return your visit until early next week. Thanks for stopping by and I look forward to a return visit.

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If you’d like to join the trip to Yellowstone, the links are here:

#1…https://sustainabilitea.wordpress.com/2013/08/14/yearning-for-yellowstone/

#2…https://sustainabilitea.wordpress.com/2013/08/15/the-trip-continues/

#3…https://sustainabilitea.wordpress.com/2013/08/16/hot-and-steamy/

When I was a child, the grocery stores had these horses and for a time, they were as close as I got to a real horse. If you live near a Meier store, your children can still ride for one cent!

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I may have inherited my love of horses from my dad because I don’t remember a time when I haven’t loved horses. I knew where all the horse books in our library were and I read them all. I think I learned to ride through reading those books, because I didn’t take any lessons, but I seemed to know how to ride instinctively.

I wanted nothing more than a horse. I wanted one enough to put up with, and enjoy, the occasional rides to no- much-of -on bored horses at a nearby stable, rides where the horse couldn’t be forced into a trot without massive amounts of kicking. I didn’t get a horse until much later but one day someone came by our house with a pony and my parents paid for my brother and me to have our pictures taken on it.  That is definitely a look of pure happiness!

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Before there were dogs, there were horses.  Not in the order of animals in creation but the order of animal loves in my life. (more…)

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Riding in the mountains is not just an adventure; it’s a job.  At least it’s a job for the person riding first in line.  Because there be monsters in them thar hills and it’s your job as rider to look out for monsters.  Don’t believe there are monsters?  Just ask your horse. (more…)

 

Take a walk with me around our little portion of the Big Horns. (more…)