The Performer

 Spotting these two handsome critters behind well kept, white fencing, I wondered just what went through their minds as each grazed on the dried grasses in their paddocks.  As you can see, the sun was hitting their rumps so there was no need for blankets.

I couldn't help but focus on the palomino.  It reminded me of mine when I was in college.  His name was Sandy and that gelding and I made a great team.  I could anything with that horse and he would do anything for me.
  It was called trust.

It didn't take long to notice that the palomino was more alert, listening and sniffing attentively as something in the woods caught it's eye.

 Before I knew it, I was standing by the roadside reliving the feeling of freedom as it's nostrils flared inhaling deeply to grab my scent before I walked closer to the fence.

 Back in the day, my horse Sandy never balked at anything except the Morgan stud that lived down the road.  Together, we road trails, crossed creeks, walked in green pastures and basked in the sun, enjoying each other.  We were a team...a good team.
Nickering softly to me whenever I approached with the bridle, he stood motionless as I threw the blanket on him patiently waiting for the saddle.  Good memories continued as I stood in the sun near the fence.

Then after taunting me with it's beauty and keen senses, it tossed it's head into the air and trotted boldly around the paddock as if saying, "Come on, lets go for a ride" just like my Sandy used to.

just seeing, saying, and sharing...

The Performer

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MadSnapper said…
what a beautiful horse this one is and i love your memories. i don't have any memories or horses, but i do love to see them and hear them
Ann said…
I love watching horses. I used to drive by a place that boards horses and I always enjoyed seeing the one that would be occasionally running through the pasture
They are beautiful ...

All the best Jan
Angie said…
Terrific memories ... when I was a little girl, I had a toy palomino horse, complete with saddle and bridle .... hours and hours in the back yard, pretending to be on the prairie or in the woods (shrubs), having great adventures. Never quite as real as your lovely experiences!
eileeninmd said…
Hello, beautiful horses and a great memory. I love the watching the horses down the road from me, it is a therapeutic horse riding farm. Thank you for linking up and sharing your post. Thanks for your comment and visit. Happy Saturday, enjoy your weekend.
Beautiful horses- they are such fun just to watch, but even better if you can interact with them. I've never been able to ride a horse...just too big a scardy-cat, but I love to tack them out- many memories from my kid's show days back in the 90s.
LA Paylor said…
you described the luscious connection between human and horse. Beautiful shots. I'm off to explore your blog, new to me. CT is one of my fave states. We'd have been happy to move there from MD but now we are in CO. It's an adjustment.
LeeAnna at not afraid of color
LA Paylor said…
Now that I've gone walkabout on your blog, I must say you are a beautiful writer. Each post a story, beginning middle and end. I was taken by the posts letting go of your beloved dogs. I was nearly undone by my two dog's passings, and your words made me feel connected to you and the need to let go. Anyway, I'm putting your blog on my Thursday list of likes next week. Please join us if you ever want to do an "I Like" post on a Thursday. We keep track of small daily things we liked during the week and post them on thursdays. LeeAnna at not afraid of color

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