Photo Challenge: Surprise

Dawdling through chores,
then a dousing in the shower
And rushing to a book event,
I checked the visor-mirror for

hay in my teeth. It was even
better; a coarse white hair
sprouting from my chin, long
enough to pull, too slick to grip.

Aging requires a tolerance
for physical betrayal but gray
mares like me hold hope that
a certain girlhood dream, one

that involved tossing mane
while cantering the living room
in tennis shoes, still might come
true. One whisker at a time.

Anna Blake at Infinity Farm
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(WordPress Photo Challenge is a weekly prompt to share a photo–I enjoy twisting these macro prompts to share our micro life here on the Colorado prairie. I take these photos with my phone, on my farm. No psych, definitely not high-tech.)


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0 thoughts on “Photo Challenge: Surprise”

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  2. How I have enjoyed your blog and now books! I am so grateful for your perspective and humor and how it crosses the lines between equestrian life and everyday life so effortlessly. More than once I have smiled…with this one I laughed out loud! Thank you.

    • Thank you for reading along, thanks for giving the books a chance, and the thing that might matter the most, thanks for having a sense of humor about aging!!! Welcome, Candace.

  3. So beautiful….we could knit all of those hairs together and have a lovely breeze worthy hammock!
    Will you ever come to Oregon? We would welcome you with open arms!

    • Sharon, I would love to come to Oregon. It just takes a village willing to come up with air fare… and I keep a list of barns interested. I’ve had a nibble from Oregon already! Thank you for being taken with Edgar’s whiskers!

      • Anna,

        The problem is that some of them are blonde and some are dark — that makes it even more challenging. Huzzah for Edgar and his whiskers.


  4. I love this one. I don’t remove my horses’ whiskers, but try to catch my own. They just aren’t as high on the list of priorities any more. Apparently. And I can live with that.

  5. Since I invested in a wonderful magnifying mirror for my bathroom – dont miss as many of those sneaky little devils as I used to! Why is it that as you get older these whiskers crop up at too many places where they never were before? AND magnifying mirror or not – I still get surprised by one or two. (never realized THAT was a part of growing older).

  6. Yes, one of the great challenges of aging — and the need to check that horrid magnifying mirror. I never touch a whisker on my horses — they are helpful for sensing and I feel they should be left alone.

    That does not include the ‘EEEEKs’ — those loud refrains when we meet mirrors at this age.
    And then there’s the area hiding under the chin and upper neck. Egad!


    • Ah yes, the chin & upper neck! And they DO hide!
      I never touched my horses whiskers either – seemed to me they were there for a purpose – unlike OURS!

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  8. Like wild horses, galloping free with manes flapping in the wind, tail flag up and in full whiskers. I always wanted to be the horse when playing as a child. Guess I was destined to have whiskers. Great post and comments. I love you all.

    • Like you, I’d rather be turning into a horse (or donkey) at long last… than any of the alternatives. I think that’s what the whiskers are about. ( I surely do love us all, too.) Thanks, Judy.


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