A Horse is A Horse...

February 10, 2004

A few weeks ago I had to drive to an area where I used to drive daily to my office.

It was early in the morning, at least for me:-)

I had noticed how beautiful it was, as it had snowed and the clouds were so pretty

wiht lovely morning hues. It was especially nice as I passed a horse stable, with the

white fence and the horses out in the pasture. But, I could not stop

even though I had my camera in the car. I promised myself I would go

back.

A few days later, I was able to go, although it was not quite so early this time.

It was also freezing cold, in the teens and the wind chill was really low.

But I am a stubborn German, tee hee, and I was going to get my photos.

After spending some time in a field of trees, I drove back to where

the horses were. There was nowhere on the road to park so I had to go into the

stable property to even attempt to photo them.

Ice was everywhere and the wind was blowing fiercely. There was a woman

who came out of the house on the property to ask me what I was doing.

I showed her the camera and said I wanted to take some photos. She asked why,

and I told her just for the beauty of it. She smiled, probably thought I was nuts,

and said OK. She just warned me to be careful...probably did not want me to

fall on the ice and then sue her :-)

I carefully made my way down to the horses. There were quite a few of them, all colors,

an eclectic group, just like this one. As I approached them, I could feel their attention

turn to me, as a group. All of a sudden, all eyes were upon me, like when you walk

into a room and everyone stops talking and looks at you. Despite the wind and the cold,

I could feel a certain stillness in the collective consciousness/spirit of these horses.

I would have stayed alot longer if I was not so freezing bloody cold.

But they were still and quite cooperative. I can still feel that sense of aura about them...

Easily amused,

Joyce

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