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glenatronYesterday we had lessons with Julian, riding the charming spanish horse Carel again. I really enjoyed that- by the end of my lesson I had the feeling as we trotted that I wasn't just being carried along by him but that I was more integrated into the movement, really with him. It was an absolutely amazing feeling, something I don't think I've ever had riding before, truly exhilarating.
We went on to visit Joseph pony over at our friend Kerin's yard. Joe was in a somewhat cantankerous mood- he hasn't had to come in and be fussed for a while and it took a whole lot of reminding him who was in charge from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sleepsy_mouse followed by a lot of scratchies from both of us to remind him that people are OK. While he was in Kerin took the chance to let her young one, Gold Dust, in to Joe's field with Gold Dust's field buddy Lottie and Joe's field-buddy Cheyenne.
There was a certain amount of running about.
"Trakehners on the run" as Paul McCartney never sang
Lottie charges towards us at the gate, Cheyenne follows.
Black horse rampage!
Little Gold Dust tries to jump the mud, little realising her landing area will be more mud.
Someone's going to be a beautiful dressage horse.
Pretty soon everybody calmed down - as long as Cheyenne doesn't talk to Gold Dust, Lottie doesn't beat her up. At this point it was time for Joe to go back out...
Off they go again.
Lottie uses some expressive body language to tell Joe he really shouldn't be talking to Gold Dust.
They stopped running about soon after cos everyone was knackered. Apparently today things are calmer- Joe is now not allowed anywhere near Gold Dust, which he is fine with but of course she has never been out with a boy before so she keeps going over to flirt with him, at which point he flirts back and Lottie kicks his ass. Poor little cob.
Today of course, there was a bit of unseasonable weather here. I don't recall having inches of snow in April before- I know it's snowed late, but it doesn't usually last at all. We still have a bit of snow in the shady bits of the back garden now.
We put Zorro out in the school, expecting a bit of classic Zorro throwing himself around. He reacted by staring at us. Then he snuffled the snow a bit. Then he stared at us a bit more.
These cows live up the hill from the yard. They looked like they fitted right in.
Definitely unseasonable.
Very picturesque, though.
The little Exmoor ponies who live up on the nature reserve where their job is to maintain the heath environment, which although very biologically diverse isn't natural- if left to itself it would return to forest in a few generations. Horses are one of the only animals who eat gorse so they are very useful for this. The Highland Cows from a couple of pictures back get to graze when the ponies aren't out. They didn't seem worried by the weather today either although these guys were sheltering by some bushes.
This guy is not an Exmoor pony, he's a small friendly menace. He came and said hello while I was taking his picture and enquired as to whether I might be carrying any tasty snackies for him. Having established I didn't he returned to his day job of eating gorse.
Like a landscape photographer, except not terribly good at taking photographs of landscape.
We also learned that the boys' field is still good for toboganning and spectated as the family who own the yard and a few friends combined a little plastic disc-toboggan thing, a waterskiing rope and a quad-bike in one of the paddocks with hilarious consequences.
We went on to visit Joseph pony over at our friend Kerin's yard. Joe was in a somewhat cantankerous mood- he hasn't had to come in and be fussed for a while and it took a whole lot of reminding him who was in charge from
sleepsy_mouse followed by a lot of scratchies from both of us to remind him that people are OK. While he was in Kerin took the chance to let her young one, Gold Dust, in to Joe's field with Gold Dust's field buddy Lottie and Joe's field-buddy Cheyenne. There was a certain amount of running about.
"Trakehners on the run" as Paul McCartney never sang
Lottie charges towards us at the gate, Cheyenne follows.
Black horse rampage!
Little Gold Dust tries to jump the mud, little realising her landing area will be more mud.
Someone's going to be a beautiful dressage horse.
Pretty soon everybody calmed down - as long as Cheyenne doesn't talk to Gold Dust, Lottie doesn't beat her up. At this point it was time for Joe to go back out...
Off they go again.
Lottie uses some expressive body language to tell Joe he really shouldn't be talking to Gold Dust.
They stopped running about soon after cos everyone was knackered. Apparently today things are calmer- Joe is now not allowed anywhere near Gold Dust, which he is fine with but of course she has never been out with a boy before so she keeps going over to flirt with him, at which point he flirts back and Lottie kicks his ass. Poor little cob.
Today of course, there was a bit of unseasonable weather here. I don't recall having inches of snow in April before- I know it's snowed late, but it doesn't usually last at all. We still have a bit of snow in the shady bits of the back garden now.
We put Zorro out in the school, expecting a bit of classic Zorro throwing himself around. He reacted by staring at us. Then he snuffled the snow a bit. Then he stared at us a bit more.
These cows live up the hill from the yard. They looked like they fitted right in.
Definitely unseasonable.
Very picturesque, though.
The little Exmoor ponies who live up on the nature reserve where their job is to maintain the heath environment, which although very biologically diverse isn't natural- if left to itself it would return to forest in a few generations. Horses are one of the only animals who eat gorse so they are very useful for this. The Highland Cows from a couple of pictures back get to graze when the ponies aren't out. They didn't seem worried by the weather today either although these guys were sheltering by some bushes.
This guy is not an Exmoor pony, he's a small friendly menace. He came and said hello while I was taking his picture and enquired as to whether I might be carrying any tasty snackies for him. Having established I didn't he returned to his day job of eating gorse.
Like a landscape photographer, except not terribly good at taking photographs of landscape.
We also learned that the boys' field is still good for toboganning and spectated as the family who own the yard and a few friends combined a little plastic disc-toboggan thing, a waterskiing rope and a quad-bike in one of the paddocks with hilarious consequences.
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Date: 7 Apr 2008 09:50 (UTC)Zorro does make a good snow pony.
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