I'm told that little girls love horses.
Then when they get older other things, perhaps boys (LOL) take that place.
Well not for some girls and woman.
I'm one of them.
I've loved horses from the first time I was near then.
The first time I was near them was when my parents would take us to a local farm for pony rides.
I was probably one of the few children that didn't cry when put on their back.
I instead loved it.
I've always been petite and thought it was great to see the world from their back.
It was a perfect perch for a little girl.
I also thought they were gentle and beautiful.
I learn to ride horses when I was able to talk my parents into sending me to a local camp where I could learn to ride them.
In my senior year in High school, I would spend time on the weekend going to a local barn to clean stalls for a chance to ride.
Some days I rode the owner's horse.
Other days I'd just go there and do some drawing or groom the horse.
It was wonderful.
Presently I don't have time to be near horses much at all.
But I still think about them and draw them.
Last week "The Black Stallion" movie aired again.
I just had to see it again for the _ _ _ time.
(LOL) I saw it when it first came out in the 1980's.
My friend and I sat in the front row seat.
My favorite scene and one I can connect to sort of on some level is when Alex rides the Black.
An Egyptian music mix with a strong drum beat slowly builds as Alex gets on the Black.
The drum beats gradually increases as Alex begins to ride.
Alex has a couple of falls into the shallow water, but the Black returns and Alex gets back on.
Once Alex gets his balance they ride up onto the sand.
The Drum beat is now in rhythm with the horse's hoof beats.
The camera view is close up and one can feel like "Their" riding the Black down the beach.
The ride is a glorious event of Joy.
I've had my own wonderful riding moments and cherish every moment.
Presently I can only put it down on paper.
I dream of some day having a horse buddy to ride.
Perhaps I'll be making more horse memories in the future.
Happy Trails