It’s Tuesday again and Tuesday turned into Share Your World day for me. So here it is, my answers to Cee’s fun questions, revealing a little bit of myself again 🙂
I can’t remember a time in my life when I didn’t have a pet. There were always dogs and at one point I actually decided to turn one of our dogs into a horse, or better a pony. He didn’t have to wear a saddle. I guess that went to far even for my Dad. But I decided that I needed to ride on him. He was a big dog. Some kind of German Shepard mix. I’m pretty sure that my Dad was lifting me up while I was on the dogs back but made it seem like I was actually riding the poor animal. I must have been 4ish back then…
Once upon a time, a long time back these two were the most important part of my life. Things change and my life now evolves around my children. Nostalgia it is.
I still think back to the many beautiful moments these wonderful horses provided me with. One of them still makes a friend happy and the other is hopefully enjoying her gallops in the clouds…
It’s cold, everything is covered under a thick layer of snow. The wind is icy, my face feels cold. I’m happy. My Dad is here with me, walking alongside the pony I’m riding. It’s the pony of someone I don’t know but we look after him and I can ride him. I’m not comfortable yet to do it on my own. I’m just about 10. Maybe my Dad is not comfortable to let me ride on my own. Not sure… but he is there with me, holding the pony. And because he knows how much I would love to go faster he starts jogging. And the pony trots. Then my Dad runs faster and the pony starts galloping. I could go on forever like this. I would love to go faster. My Dad in his black winter coat runs as fast as he can for as long as he can. He is in his 60’s. I admire him for doing this. If only he could go faster…
… That the Przewalski’s Horse is the only truly wild horse species still in existence? The only wild population is in Mongolia. There are however numerous populations across the world of feral horses (e.g. mustangs in North America). – Source: Pat Parelli
It’s that time of the year again when, on a normal Tuesday, everything is closes, schools are off and you realize: It’s a public holiday! Some people were actually lucky enough to have had off yesterday too. I guess it’s not a normal Tuesday, being a public holiday, and still it kind of is.
You’re gone. It will never be the same again. The magic I found in you will not return. The timing though could not be better. I wonder why it happened at that moment. Maybe it was meant to be. Maybe it happened so I could let go of you for good as everything was about to change anyway…
It’s the video that caught my attention. The images are stunning and those ladies do an amazing job. What I think is worth pointing out though is what is said at one stage as it reflects so many issues:
The heart of the problem is that there’s no value put on wildness…
Very happy to have had the opportunity again to guest blog for Perse over at Far Beyond The Stars, although the reason to write this post is rather sad. Losing your four-legged partner is never fun. It actually hurts a lot.
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