Monday, January 19, 2009

The Scent of a Horse

The scent of the horse is indescribable to me. Like nothing else in this whole, wide world the smell of a horse relaxes me, but at the same time exhilerates me. If only that scent could be bottled, I'd be a millionaress to be sure. The stuff would sell like hotcakes.

That's right, I rode my horse yesterday and it was GOOD!!! Oh baby, it felt grand!! And no, we didn't go on a long beautiful trail ride and I didn't work my horse into a lather. I just saddled up and got on Harley and rode. Mostly we just walked around and did some flexing and some turns and then we walked some more and then did a little trotting and then some more walking. We stopped and soaked up some sun and took in the quiet and the sounds all around. I leaned close and smelled his neck and I spoke to my boy in soft, hushed tones. I told him what a good boy he was and he listened and took deep cleansing breaths. We relaxed and hung out, he and I there in the sunshine of a mid-winter's day. And it was so very good. We spent some good, quality time together and just hung out. No pressure and no expectations from either of us. He quietly did every little thing that I asked of him, and for that he got an apple and lots and lots of scratches and horsey lovin' from me. I love that horse!! I have been out of the saddle for far too long and it shows. Right at first, I felt all tight and not very relaxed at all. My ankle was even objecting to being turned in at the stirrup. But after a few minutes and a couple of deep breaths, I relaxed and all my muscles fell into place and I felt so very, very good to be sitting on my horse again. I just can't explain how good it has done my soul and my psyche to ride my horse. That wonderful, warm, earthy smell of my horse wafting up from his body into my nostrils. There's just nothing better than that smell, and that feeling of peace that settles over me every time I'm on my horse. I do believe that I was born to be atop a horse, or at least be with them. I can't see ever being without them in my life. Truly, life just wouldn't be worth living if it weren't for the horses that share our lives. I'm sure there are plenty of people out there that just don't understand what I'm saying here...but then again, there's plenty of others who know exactly what I'm talking about. And for all of us in the world, we share a very special and wonderful secret that is one of the greatest blessings that God ever endowed the human race. The love of the horse. Sweet!!

I do go on and on don't I?? Yeah, I know - I've truly gotten quite sappy and dare I say it?? Overly sensitive and emotional in my middle age...sigh, I know, it's true. But, you know what? I don't care. I'm admitting it to anyone and everyone, I'm an emotional sap and I am okay with that. So whatever.

So...I did take Annie and go for another nice walk in the wooded park again. Beautiful day and it was fun. Annie just goes crazy, over-the-top joyous when she gets to go for walks. What a goofy little dog she is. I wouldn't have her any other way. I love my little dog and she's a very good and loyal friend to me. Without her, my days would be a lot less enjoyable. I took my camera along and had some pics to show, but once again blogger isn't cooperating and won't upload my shots. Maybe I'll get a chance to try again tomorrow.

This past weekend weather-wise was clear, sunny, cold and windy. Truly beautiful and I am so very thankful that I took the time to ride my horse. That's it for now from cingspots!

11 comments:

Rising Rainbow said...

Saturday was the first time I've been able to ride my horse in weeks and I feel just as sappy and sentimental about it as you do yours. Those folks who don't get it are really missing out.

fernvalley01 said...

Terrific!! glad you got to ride. I am having a flare up with my Lupus so even though it is warm,no go right now. If I have a bucnch of Margaritas in your name in Feb in Cabo will you forgive me(lol)pretty please?

Reddunappy said...

Yep nothing like the smell of a horse,

wonderful.

Fantastyk Voyager said...

I adore horses. I live horses. But I don't like their smell on me. After I go riding I MUST wash up and change clothes or I feel dirty. Always have. I hate to go anywhere right after the barn. That's one reason why I like to clean stalls and ride early in the morning- so I can take a shower afterwards. I know, silly quirk, but maybe it has something to do with being allergic to them? I don't really know. Crazy, huh?

I rode Lisa's Baby Doll (LaughingOrcaRanch) for a short while on Saturday and my Nadia a couple of days ago. I always really enjoy it. It always makes me wonder why I wait so long between rides. I like thinking that I'm getting exercise too. ;)

Pony Girl said...

Great post! I totally get it. My mom is always talking about loving the smell of her horse (she's a newbie!) I loved your description of your ride. That was kind of like my ride this weekend. I already longed his kinks out, I wasn't out to work him hard. Neither of us had ridden in over a month! I just want a nice mid-winter ride, I needed to relax and feel confident. Walk, jog, flex, back, sidepassing. It was just a good little cool-down, some bonding time. It isn't always about the big "workout!" ;)

SolitaireMare said...

Amen to that. It's like an addiction. And boy do I need a horse fix.

allhorsestuff said...

Oh how I undersatnd this sentiment!
I jsut breath it in, like you, and wish I could have it with me always...if I did, whenever I had an unsavory happening, I could just whiff my happy-horsescent- smelling bottle!I even have a vitorian bottle I wear around my neck,wish it could fit in there!

My old stable used Cedar Shavings and I cuold be looking so grungy in the market after a rtide...but boy did I get compliments on my cedar freash smell!
Kac

Jenn said...

Eau de horse...the most expensive perfume that cannot be bottled.

Isn't it great the way your body remembers being on a horse, even after an extended absence?

Laughing Orca Ranch said...

It's good to hear that riding horses is like getting back on a bicycle...that the skills and experience never go away. I hope that it will as easy for me when I climb back up in the saddle again.

Right now I'm working hard to regain my muscle tone. I was 42 last year and it was one of my best years physically since before my body changed from carrying and birthing babies.

I was fit and had lost 27 lbs. I hiked, mucked, and rode every week. I felt great. It too a year to build up all those muscles...and in just 4 weeks they are gone.
My muscles have atrophied and I'm soft from inactivity.

It's going to be a long haul, but I'm going to do it because I want to walk, live my life and ride horses again.

I, too, love the smell of a horse, while I'm with my horse. I love burying my face into my horse's warm fur and breathing deep.

I don't really like the barn smell on me once I'm back inside, though. But I love it and look forward to it when I'm with my horse :)

~Lisa

Lisa said...

I'm with you on the smell of a horse. I love it too.

I enjoyed reading this entry. Amazing how even after not riding for a while it all falls into place once we get back in the saddle.

Glad you had a good day, it sounds wonderful to me.

gtyyup said...

So glad you got to ride and bond with your Harley!! Exciting!!

Ahhhh yes...and each horse smells different. I like to smell the muzzle and compare them. Interesting for me that my old man Toby and Colt smell very similar...and they're both are what I consider the best horses I've ever owned.