I imagine every little girl grows up dreaming of having her own horse. I used to fantasize about owning a jet-black horse with a white diamond on its forehead, and even planned to name him/her Midnight. Obviously that dream never came to fruition, but somewhere tucked deep inside my heart, I still think about trading in this hectic city life for acres and acres of open land. Blame it on the Kentucky in me, but I guess it's just in my blood.
The grace, elegance and presence of a horse is powerful, unforgettable really. Some of my most cherished memories as a child involve my time at the Walnut Way Stables in Shelbyville, where I used to take equestrian lessons. I found my time spent in the stables, tending to the horses, to be incredibly comforting and peaceful.
The photo below is an oldie, but I want to share it with you anyway. While Ben and I were on our honeymoon, we stumbled upon an old graveyard with beautiful horses roaming freely on the grounds. I couldn't help but spend some time with them, soaking up their beauty with my camera.
Below is one of the friends I made - I am in awe of the colors in his mane.
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Posted by: FANNYMCKNIGHT27 | December 21, 2011 at 05:50 PM