Four years ago yesterday, I drove an hour south to try out a horse I thought maybe I could lease for a year or so while I was in school. The directions got me slightly lost on the way there, but I did arrive at the barn and hopped up on an unfamiliar horse in the fading evening light.
The light in the photo? Camera flash. It really was that dark before I got off. I was hooked. I don't think I stopped talking about how adorable the Haflinger was for the entire hour drive home, much to my boyfriend's dismay.
Four years later, I still find myself talking about how awesome and adorable she is, and he still puts up with it, dutifully nodding and smiling along.
She's the best first horse I could have asked for, and then some. I've been bucked off and came off when she bolted with me. Blood, bruises, and occasionally slightly worse :) But I trust this horse to get me home in the dark on a loose rein, to navigate unfamiliar terrain (also sometimes in the dark) that by all rights I should be off and walking - yet usually I'm not, knowing she'll be better at staying upright than I am. She's a generally honest and willing partner who tolerates all the crazy things I ask her to do and rarely objects.
August 2010. |
August 2010. First or second ride.
November 2011 (apparently, no photos were taken in August 2011)
August 2012. |
August 2012. First ride with QSER.
August 2013. |
August 2013.
August 2014 |
And since I seem to take photos mainly from the right side, here are two contrasting her mane then/now:
August 2010. Note the rubbed out chunk. Also: wow, my hair really has grown! |
July 2014 |
Honestly, the most obvious difference I see? Compare these two photos, almost 4 years apart.
Second ride, 8/10/10 |
Fireworks 25, 7/12/14, photo by Gore/Baylor |
Happy 4 year anniversary! Love your happy body language and big grin in the last photos.
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