I can't really call myself a blogger any more, can I?
Well, to help remedy the situation, here are some photos my husband, Richard Schear, took during our recent trip to Calgary and beyond.
These are from the Wild Rose Icelandics horse farm, owned by our new friends Danielle and Kyle.
|Danielle and I share a laugh.|
My history with horses
I grew up in British Columbia, in what was then a small city surrounded by farms and orchards. I had plenty of opportunities to ride horses, and I did try, more than once, but the horses would always know I was afraid, so they would all toss me off. Very scary stuff, that.
I retained my fear of horses into adulthood, and into my old age, until last year when we visited Iceland and I met a herd of Icelandic horses. All they wanted was for me to hug them, and cuddle them, and sweet talk them. I was in love.
This week I was able to hug Icelandic horses again, and it was just as wonderful. We've been invited back, and I will certainly make sure we go.
Meanwhile, the photos...
|This is Aurora.|
|This is Aurora's trick.|
A finger held horizontally, then raised up in front of her nose, always produces this reaction.
Needless to say, I thought it was great fun, and had her do her trick again and again.
Coming soon to a blog near you: the reason we went to Calgary.