I have been a horse person since early childhood and rode every day owning up to 40 horses at a clip. I have been trained in all riding disciplines and have trained extensively.
Sculpting horses is one of my favorite ways to reflect.
I connect back to the time when every day included a horseback ride:
Majestic, he Stands on top of the hill, overlooking the florescent green pasture.
His strength his beauty reflects in the morning sun.
I call to him and like thunder in a drum like rhythm of hooves against the ground, he flys to me
We ready and mount.
He carries the wind against my face.
After a long walk, we move along to feel tuned in powerful stride.
Whisping me Away, from the realities of human existence.
Far, far, away into imagination.
A time to dream, a time to think, a time to be without explanation.
No persecution of daily existence, no chatter of ego.
The camaraderie and passion we share without words. Secrets kept.
Passion in motion the ride ends, and together putter around the barn until tomorrows ride.