Friday, July 26, 2013

Horse People and Memories!

A little neglect may breed mischief, ….
for want of a nail, the shoe was lost;
 for want of a shoe the horse was lost;
and for want of a horse the rider was lost.
                                  Benjamin Franklin


 Last week Mother Nature dumped inches and inches of rain, and a whole lot of tree branches that littered the ground which made life just a little scary with all that thunder, lightning and heavy winds for this farm girl. A farm girl hoping to keep going to get that hay baled and get on with her summer not having to worry about anything but auctions and Netflix. Oh I cannot believe I said that.

There was luckily not one row of hay on the ground because the weather reports were right and we were prepared. So what was a farm girl and her Hero to do last Saturday morning on seeing the ground covered with puddles and another chance of rain not to mention an auction advertising a ladder, oh yes you read that right another ladder. Off we went.


I did not know anything about the auction before we pulled up in front of it, I quickly knew by the assortment of horse blankets hanging on the fence and the horse trailers in the yard that it was a horse farm auction. I could see three beautiful horses in the yard beside the barn; I hopped out of that truck and bolted over to see them.

I know a lot of you my Blogger friends are Horse People and I do love Horse People and I am sure you did not know that I used to be a Horse Person many years ago in my late teens and early twenties. All the Horse People I am so lucky to know are loving, caring and the most compassionate people. I am so happy to know these people. To love something so unconditionally and to give completely of yourself has always amazed me. It is truly a bond like no other. This auction was selling some horses that someone trained and loved, this would be hard no doubt. I found the owner and asked if I could take some photos, she agreed. I headed into the barn.


Memories of my own horse days filled my mind as those familiar smells filled my nostrils. Those wonderful horse days of fun, laughs and love. I have to tell you I never owned a horse, in my crowded house in the little village where I grew up it would never have worked out but I had always dreamed of being a cowgirl like Dale Evans, or even thoughts of being Annie Oakley. My Hero’s family had horses on their farm and his sister Ellie was a true Horse Person who taught me how to ride and I never looked back for many years.

There were three horses that I remember Queeny being the most gentle and easy going horse was my favourite she would throw a beautiful colt every year. Ellie was always so good with the horses and knew how to help them in times of trouble. I remember one time when Queeny had a hard time having her colt and feeding it Ellie milked Queeny and saved the milk for the colt. I remember one particular day like it was yesterday, a day we were never to talk about.


It happened to be haying time and My Hero and his brothers had been out in the hot weather baling hay most of the day while I was, OK maybe I do forget some things, I am not exactly sure what I was doing. My Hero came in and went to the refrigerator and grabbed a big jug of fresh cooled cow’s milk. He took a big swig because he was hot and never thought anything about it. As this cool milk crossed his lips his sister Ellie shouts “Why are you drinking Queeny’s milk?” The milk sprayed out of My Hero’s mouth, you would have thought it was a hot liquid poison, everyone in the room started laughing; well everyone except Ellie and My Hero. He was not amused, there were words exchanged and he questioned why anyone would ever put a jug of horse milk in the refrigerator without putting a label on it. I had been sworn to secrecy ever since that day and we (meaning his family and I) were not to mention it in any conversation, NEVER EVER. Whoops I am sure he will never read this and you will not tell him right? That was one of those moments in life that was way too funny to never ever come out.


There are many tales of adventures with horses named Thunder and Lightning and with those names I should have known there would have been lots of running and jumping over things with my fingers curled tightly in their manes with my eyes clamped shut. I have never forgotten the commitment, the patience and the trust that comes from these relationships. Sometimes I find that I do miss those days and I think deep down that I am still that Horse Person, not exactly Dale Evans or Annie Oakley but close. I now find myself satisfied with watching and reading about others adventures and their love of horses.

This auction had three women that loved these horses so much but as we know life and circumstances may take you down different paths sometimes. I had a lovely chat with the one Horse Person daughter in the barn surrounded by those beautiful horses. She was very knowledgeable, loving and obviously cared deeply for her horses. Some of these horses were rescue horses. It takes a lot of time, patience and enormous amounts of trust and love to do what she, her Mom and her sister have done. Each one of these beautiful horses had a story and I loved hearing every one of them. I loved listening to this passionate woman talk about the way she handled situations that came up with these horses that were maybe not so lucky the first time around but found a loving home here. She is truly one of those special gifted Horse People.


We left this auction before the horses were sold and I am happy about that as I do not think I could handle that but these ladies were as prepared as they could ever have been on turning that page and starting a new chapter in their lives. I wish them all the best. I love Horse People. I wish I was a Horse Person or maybe it is true, once you are a Horse Person you will always be a Horse Person even if you do not own a horse; don’t you think?


 Happy Birthday M.H. Later.




44 comments:

  1. I'm sure you can be a horse person without owning a horse. Your background with horses should qualify you. Bad luck about the rain but it gave you a chance to gallop down memory lane.
    I'm not a horse person but I'm still a nice person. I love horses and think they are clever , magnificent animals. But I only like to pat their velvet noses or feed them a carrot. I don't like to ride them, I'm too nervous and they can sense that and don't like it either. I wrote my horse story here:
    http://diane-adventurebeforedementia.blogspot.com.au/2012/09/horses-for-courses.html

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  2. Oh, I laughed so hard at the horse milk story- now that would be a huge surprise!

    My heart ached for those women having to sell their horses. I hope and pray they went to folks who will love them equally as deeply.

    And I agree. Horse people are some of the best around.

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  3. People often wonder why we don't have horses here with all of the available pasture... while I admire horses from afar, I've never really ridden one, let alone owned one. I realize how much work it takes, as well as the expense -- which is something at this point in our lives, we're just not interested in doing.

    Loved your stories from the past -- lol.

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  4. Okay, still laughing at the "milk" story!! :) LOL

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  5. B,

    That little secret about the horse milk is safe with all of us, lol.......

    Horse people are great people.

    There's an auction down here on Saturday of horses, sables and the owner's homes with all the farming equipment. This family is closing there business as well and moving on to new adventures.

    It's sad because you know they have to be so attached to the horses.

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  6. I do think so Buttons....I'm a cat person even though I no longer have a cat.

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  7. We have the land, but just not the horses and we live in horse country! lol They are magnificent creatures!

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  8. I'm a horse person and I do miss hanging out with horse people! The only disadvantage to having my horses on my own property. I didn't know that you were a horse person too.

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  9. I'm laughing, thinking of your Hero spitting out that horse's milk! (Don't tell him I laughed at him, ok?!) Horse people have to be so very dedicated...I would have sooo much to learn!

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  10. I love horses too but I am nervous with them also.

    They are big magnifient Horses but I give credit to you who is a natural to lead them, feed them and ride them. Love them so much.

    It really does take a person who has all the peaceful qualities and the horses knows that and loves back big time.

    I so love your blogs, stories and pictures. My niece and my late sister loved horses. My niece has a training farm and she is a Horse lover like you. She never complains. Her daughter follows in her foot steps. I believe your born to love horses. To not show fear.

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  11. i have always been a horse lover. i never got to be a horse person, though. started riding later and had too much fear. love my horses, though.

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  12. I had a horse when I was a kid...until I grew bored with the concept, and failed to spend time with it, and the financial burden grew too large to continue. We sold Buck to a man who lived in the country, and as far as I know, Buck lived out his days there. He was a good horse, I was not a good horse owner...

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  13. One of our daughters and her husband are "horse people." She has always loved horses, and we had none around when she was growing up. When she was old enough to go to church horse camp, we sent her, and she has been a "goner" ever since.:-) Horses are very majestic creatures! I love watching them, but haven't ridden one since my mid-twenties!

    Have a happy Friday!

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  14. I admire horse people, too, and I wish I was one. I know it takes so much dedication and commitment, and it can be expensive, too. Of course, now we live in town and couldn't have a horse anyway. I love horses, though, and wanted one so badly when I was growing up.

    I think you can consider yourself to be a horse person. You love horses and have experience with them.

    Love the story of the horse milk! I could just picture your husband spitting out the milk!

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  15. I used to have two horses and I agree - once a horse person, always a horse person. Only a horse person truly appreciates the smell of manure, hay and leather!! I can't believe you found another ladder?!? Seriously!!!

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  16. OMG! that milk story is GREAT! I have been riding horses before I could walk. Always had the ponies no one wanted! And there was a reason, most of them were oh so naughty! I became a very good rider! Those ponies will always hold a place in my heart. You never forget them. There are the good ones and the naughty ones. I LOVE the smell of sweaty horses, leather and a tack room with bridles, saddles, spurs and blankets. :)

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  17. Your poor Hero, but I loved the horse milk story!
    I think you either are or are not a horse person. Doesn't matter if you have them or ride them, as long as you love them. I don't ride anymore but can't imagine us not having them. :)

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  18. I admire horse people so much. They have a certain calmness and rugged common sense character about them.

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  19. Lovely shots, B. I bet it was such a fun time!

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  20. I agree...once a horse person, always a horse person. It's in your blood and your soul...or it is mine.

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  21. You know how I feel about the ponies! I could never part with them...would be a basket case.

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  22. I do love horses, and your shots are great, along with your memories.

    I've avoided them for the last few decades, I seem to be a horse magnet for trouble..so it's better not to be bit, fall off, stumbled onto...

    Jen

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  23. Miss B,
    You sound like my Mom. She grew up on a horse and had them until I was little.

    She has not had a horse for almost 30 years, but has not given up on the dream of owning one.

    Mom is an avid reader and she loves race horse stories. She has books and books of true horse stories.

    Thanks for sharing about the horses in your heart.

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  24. Oh dear, that milk!!
    Nice memories of the horses, and new ones to also have now. Hugs M xox

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  25. What a wonderful experience and thank you for sharing your memories ;)

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  26. Horses are magnificent creatures. I was never a horse person though. My daughter was, and we bought her a horse when she was young. The pure joy she experienced from owning, taking care of, and riding it, was well worth the financial sacrifices we had to make in order for her to have it. It was a sad day for us all when we sold it, my daughter moved away to go to university.

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  27. I love horses, did ride some when I was younger. Never owned a horse, but do appreciate seeing your photos today. I love the Western saddle.

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  28. I have always loved horses and my father and mother once had one. His name was Red. I was pictured on him but mother was holding on carefully as I was a baby.

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  29. Oh, sorry. This is Ramblingon. I was just helping my kitty do her blog and I forgot to log out.

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  30. I'm positive that once you are a horse person it remains in your blood and you never lose that love.

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  31. I'm sure you are right! I think that you are a horse person through and through...it's in your pen as you right about it. The feelings come through so strongly....you are definitely an HP...trust me ...I'm a counsellor...we know these things...I wish!! Loved the tale of your Hero. You're right again. It was too good never to come out!! Joan

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  32. It's a good thing I wasn't there with you. I would have bid on that beautiful English riding saddle. And then I would have wanted a horse to go under it. Then I'd have needed the rest of the tack and a pasture and a barn and hay and a trailer and a pickup and oats and a vet... yes horse people are dedicated.

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  33. Buttons, I love that first image, and the grey ear in the stall!!! I was really worried about you, and the hay, with that big storm going through last week!! So glad you were all right!! I wonder if you could have a retired horse with the cows on your farm?

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  34. the gorgeous grey dapple in your photos looks like a twin for one of our horses " pepper".
    Horse people ARE generally kind compassionate folk- absorbing some of that from the animals they tend I think!

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  35. So sad. Horses are amazing creatures. I have loved a few. Intelligent, loyal, hardworking, patient.

    xo

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  36. oh b, you tell the best stories!! I am a horse lover, but not a horse person. I would like to be!!

    Pretty pictures today, all with interesting perspective!!

    Have a happy Sunday!!

    ps, I saved you a cupcake, come and get it!!

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  37. B-I'm so glad you didn't have any hay left on the ground-I'm SO thankful for that! And I think it's cute that your hero has such a taste for ladders-even if he doesn't for horse milk;) You made me smile (agaain!) today!! xx

    p.s. I'm a horse person too:)

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  38. it's sad to think these horses may have been separated afterwards. i wouldn't have stayed either...

    your hero—that's what he gets for drinking straight out of the jug! lol

    horses are so photogenic and these are beautiful. the b/w capture is just gorgeous! ;)

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  39. My daughter is and has been 'horsi-fied' ever since I accidentally bid and won the bid at a horse auction...my brother made me sit on my hands the rest of the auction., so as not to buy another horse...
    I would be sad to watch the horse gals sell their horses too. Rough call for them, I'm sure.
    and YES once a horse person, always a horse person. I had horses as a youngster thru my teens and still love them...visiting my daughter and her 4 Arabians is always a pleasure.
    Life is Good

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  40. I get so sad thinking of horses being sold at auction. But I understand that life must go on. Still, they are just like pets, dogs, cats to me. Horses and donkeys, both.

    What was that about ladders? Not again! Hope you are having a nice and dry Sunday, dear Buttons.

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  41. Oh Buttons love this post ...been a " horse person " since I got my first pony "Trixie " when I was three years old ~ love them always.
    Happy trails to you ...untill we meet again ;)

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  42. Going down memory lane, we usually dig happy memories. Good to see someone so much in love with horses. Nice clicks.

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  43. seriously? I would have bid on all.the.things. ALL.

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