Sometimes you just have to keep moving
to be free
to be anything.
It’s the wind
you know
the movement of stiff air
over the soul
that gives a sensation of passage
a sense of leaving things behind
and moving onward
to meet what is
ahead.
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I always envy the quadrupeds, the way their four feet are on the earth, on the wind, on the inbetweens.
Their speed. Their ability to leap over danger, over the sunset, over anything…
Four legs really are better than two.
you are pure soul :: don’t ever forget it.
I used to ride horses as a kid, and the thing I miss most about it was the feeling of absolute pure fear/freedom when I gave Misty free reign to just -run-. We’d gallop pellmell down the grass floodplain in the middle of the cornfield and I never felt so free as when I was being carried along by her four legs.
I miss horses in my life. Your beautiful photos bring them back.
so many things here to carry me away in reverie…
the plush on the rump, winter coat coming in to insulate against cold, snow and ice.
the position of all four feet, one on the ground and three in the air. it’s the two upturned hooves that seem so vulnerable, frogs exposed, makes me feel i’m holding them in my hand while the trusting horse lets me clean its feet.
the fifty shades of green in the pasture grasses, tinged with autumn golds. and another thirty shades of gray in the overcast sky.
floating on your words i feel the wind in my face, through my soul. i don’t ordinarily like wind, find it unsettling, but here now, today, in this moment it is somehow a welcome wind.
Hello Jillian,
So wonderful to see your amazing photos again. It looks like you are loving your Idaho life..
Happy hapoy week to you!
Xo
Dagmar
The wind. It really does play an important role, in so many ways. It’s a motivator.
I love that all four hooves leave the ground when a horse runs. A little like flying!
I love that velvet rump of your Saskatoonie steed! 🙂
yes indeed…
then I start going through the quadrupeds I know and started making a list that became funny
freedom is sweet x
Cute butt. 🙂
On a slightly more serious note, we always have the wind.
x