"A lovely horse is always an experience.
It is an emotional experience of the kind
that is spoiled by words."
~ Beryl Markham
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Here's one of today's paintings for all you horse lovers out there. Horses were never just a phase for me. I share a bond with them that I will never outgrow. I bought my first horse over forty years ago when I was fourteen. My parents told me that if I saved enough money to buy my own horse, and payed for all its expenses, I could get one. At the time, I don't think they knew just how serious I was. I saved two years of babysitting money and bought my first large pony, a 14.1 hand Arab cross, Cocoa. Since then, my love and obsession for them has just continued to grow stronger. They are, always have been and probably always will be a big part of my life. I wouldn't want it any other way.
Follow my new "Horse Crazy" board on Pinterest.
You know I'll be adding more to it frequently!
Wishing you all something to be passionate about!
Hugs and Nickers,
& Rudy & Rita
“What these horses do for us is incredible.
They become part of our family.
They really change our lives.
It is a sport we choose because we love it
and it is a sport we choose because
we also love the animal."
~ Eric Lamaze
That's an incredible painting and a lovely post. I bet your parents were not expecting you to seriously save up enough money for a horse! But I bet they loved it too!
ReplyDeleteHey Katherine, thanks for your kindness! You are a gem, my friend. My parents were not expecting me to go through with it at first, but by the time the first year of saving was up, I guess they figured it was inevitable. They didn't really have a whole lot to do with the whole horse experience. I kept him at a friend's house and disappeared everyday from the time I changed from school 'til dinner time. It was a really wonderful time of my life. We spent many hours in the saddle and covered a lot of miles on our horses in those days.
DeleteShe is definitely a lovely horse, and I love the quote.
ReplyDeleteMy parents said I could have a horse if I built the corral. I don't think they expected me to actually do it, but I did! I enlisted my sister and brother to cut poles and rails with me, with a swede saw and we got it done. I still have the obsession, too. I miss the hours in the saddle, exploring our little corner of wilderness.
Great post, Sandy. It brings me back...
Thanks for your comments Tahirih! I love your story. Thanks for sharing. Kindred spirits we are for sure.
DeleteBeautiful horse Sandy.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your feedback Kay. :-D
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