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!