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“There is something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of a man.”
Winston Churchill
I don't know very much about horses but this quote resonates with me. I really wish I'd had an apple or a handful of oats for them. It's those flubby lips pluming about my hand. I'd giggle like a city girl and try to act casual.
People say a horse can tell if you're nervous or anxious. I wish they wouldn't say things like this because I'd have been fine otherwise. But just knowing this information makes me feel like a fake and they know, they all know! Here I am - smiling, pretending to be comfortable in front of a horse who is all-knowing, all-seeing, unblinking. Stop looking at me like that. I stare at my boots and then out the corners of my eyes - a spy on a stakeout, watching a flubby-lipped beast in the snow who wants to eat apples and knows my thoughts. I snap photos and say in a too-high, trying-too-hard voice "hey guys, how's the snow?" I laugh like an old pro but they see through me entirely ... and wish for apples.
4 Comments:
I love the smell of horses. I am also afraid of them. I'd have been very wary of the one that had his/her ears back! He/she must have been getting a message from Headquarters. Your photos, as always, are lovely.
I feel the exact same way about horses!
Once again, you've hit the nail on the head. And I love your phrase 'flubby lips pluming about your hand'. It's perfect.
If you really aren't familiar with horses, here's a tip. When you feed them, completely flatten your hand so they won't accidentally bite off a thumb or finger!
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