It would be a good thing to make friends with time. In these last years, I think it’s the thing the Grandfather Horse has worked hardest to teach me. Here’s the math: He’s 30 this year, roughly the age I was when we met. He’s been retired now for as many years as I rode him. Somehow each year is sweeter than the one before, even if a bit worse for the wear.
I post some photos of beautiful, athletic horses here, and some funny ones, too. This photo is special. It reveals a richness, burnished and softened, and made better by time. We all think so.
Anna Blake, Infinity Farm.
(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. My photos are taken with my phone, on my farm. No psych, definitely not high tech.)
Still a handsome and distinguished gentleman 🙂
You are blind like me, bless your heart.
“…a richness, burnished and softened, and made better by time.” And if our horses are our mirror, what does that tell you? 🙂
I aspire, I try, but I fall short much of the time. He still has a lot of work to do here. (But thanks for the thought.)
Fall short? Horse pucky! You just need to see you through HIS eyes. 😉
Gulp.
That’s so true, older horses (and people) have an ‘ageless’ quality about them, becoming more beautiful both inside and out as time passes by. My horsey friend Simocki (25) who I still ride regularly looks even better now than 3 yrs ago when I first started riding her!
By the way, I’ve just rec’d my copy of Relaxed & Forward here in the UK-hubby will just have to cook his own dinner, cos guess what I’ll be doing….? ?? !!
Glad to hear the book made it that far. Yay, and just so you know, this is the horse who really wrote it. I just took it all down. Thanks, enjoy.
You are so lucky to still have him in your life! Build up all the memories you can. He looks like such a nice old gentleman (bet he gave you a run for your money when he was young).
Maggie, last week someone here bit the tip of Arthur, the goat’s tail clean off. Just the tip of bone left. If I had to venture a guess…
So I guess the “nice old gentleman” still has something “up his sleeve”!
**not dead yet**
Sweet, sweet Spirit…
Thanks, Tammy. That he is…
Hi. I learned a deeper appreciation for seniors with the rescue work I volunteer for. Your insight is right on and a precious thing to learn. Thank you.
Happy to be paying back the debt, I also work with rescue. These “useless” elders have such value. Thanks for your comment, and thanks for the work you do.
May we age as gracefully…
Amen to that. He gets turn out with mares and he lunges them around him. With his eyeballs. Thanks!
There are few things finer than the love of an old soul….
Precious, every day. Thanks, Lorri.
Such a beautiful, moving tribute to a treasured companion.
Thanks, Yvonne. I doubt I will ever shut up about this horse.
Blessed is he who has earned the love of an old dog. I believe that rings true with horses also. He has that steady gaze my old guy had. I always felt he was trying to send me some message.
Gray whiskers melt me every time, too. We are lucky to spend time with these old guys. Hats off to yours, too.
Love the photo of your sweet, beautiful Grandfather Horse….breaks my heart wide open just to look at him, and that penetrating gaze of his is awesome……How blessed you both are to have had each other all these many years and I wish you many many more !!!
Thanks Sarah. This look of his is kinda recent. He never stops changing, I never know all of him.
yehh got two of them, same age from foal to now…..grandpa and grandma…from black to gray…what becomes of me when……………………………..
I won’t make a joke about this comment; I’m not sure what will become of me, either. Best wishes and scratches to your elders.
SWEET.
Very. Thanks.