Welcome to the latest Celebrate the Small Things blog hop, a brilliant idea conceived by Viklit (address below). We post every Friday, and we tell of the things we are celebrating that week. It can be something as small as not having to take a test and or as large as surviving cancer for yourself of a loved one. The list of celebrations always makes me smile. Why don’t you join? it might make you smile (See the bottom of the page for details)
I have been going at a rum for the past several months. That means I have been overcommitted and am spinning my wheels. I’ve disengaged (gosh, sounds like psycho-babble, doesn’t it?) and am catching my breath.
This week I am celebrating one of the great loves of my life: Horses.
|Famous samurai with gray horse|
Like a great many little girls, I fell in love with horses. My first poem (which I am not posting here) had to do with a horse. I remember I really wanted a dapple-gray horse with a white mane, which I would name Marigold. Male? Female? I don’t recall.
|I thought the gray was perttier|
I love them, though, and I enjoyed riding them. I have Japanese woodblock prints of horses in my house.
I said, once, that I thought they were beautifully proportioned. My listener said “hah! If they were beautifully proportioned, their legs would be as thick as their bodies!” I thought it a silly retort. Unfortunately, I was a very respectful child and the speaker was a grownup. Otherwise, I might have suggested that he adjust his own proportions until everything matched his torso.
|just a bit much, I think…|
Surprisingly, though I love horses, I never had horsey print clothing, never wore jewelry with snaffle bit adornments…
One of my favorites is in the sky most times of the year, if you know where to look and can remember that he is galloping along upside-down. You can only see his head, neck and forequarters, but the constellation is unmistakable:
I do have a favorite figurine of a Lipizzaner from Vienna by way of a generous friend:
|Gift from generous Austrian friend|
Anyhow, today I am celebrating horses, beautifully proportioned, and always, always elegant!