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November 12, 2012 by Jeane George Weigel 10 Comments

Horse Energy

They’re ba-a-a-a-ck! Remember my horse neighbors who came to call and then left in the blink of an eye (see previous post New NEIGH-bors 2)? Well, they’re back. They got out of their pasture somehow and came right back here to my land. I guess they had good memories of their stay here.

They were galloping and galloping around (I wish I knew how to use my new video camera) driving Kelee (see previous post A Three Legged Man of the West) nuts…

… but finally settled down into some serious grazing…

…and more grazing…

… and yet even more grazing… Yeah, you get the idea. These horses are grazing machines.

Remember how friendly the brown guy was? Well, nothing has changed in his absence. In fact it’s possible that absence may well have made the heart grow fonder, as they say. He saw me coming out of Kim’s Airstream and came right over to say, “Hi…”

 

 

 

“… let’s just wait here by the front door and, let me see, yeah, GRAZE some more… and some more, and some more…”

… until another day has ended… and then we’ll get up and do it all again… and again…  and again…  Ah, structure. There’s nothing like it in a life, right?

And just when I thought I had this new “structure” integrated into my life, a new day dawned and the word must have gotten out because there are two MORE horses in the yard as I write this–right here in the studio windows, big as life…

And my wonder dog, Kelee, a herding dog deep down to his soul, isn’t barking at these two new interlopers… THANK YOU KELEE…

In spite of the fact they are very much in his space…

on his land…

… making themselves at home and eating HIS grass…

… he is here, at my feet, deciding to let well enough alone.

And what a great example he makes. How much better the world would be if we could all rise above our natures, find acceptance and give the other space to be.

Love to you all,

Jeane


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Filed Under: A Meaningful Life Tagged With: a life well lived, country life, horses

Comments

  1. Grace Kane says

    November 12, 2012 at 9:48 am

    Lovely:) Blessings to you this day, Sweet One.

    XOXO

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    • HighRoadArtist says

      November 13, 2012 at 2:46 pm

      Thank you dear. Blessings to you as well.

      Reply
  2. Kathy says

    November 12, 2012 at 10:23 am

    That’s my guy! What lovely visitors. If only we all had the pleasure of such friends stopping by for a little grazing and company now and then. Fortunately, we come pretty close, thanks to you!

    Make sure to give a few extra hugs and kisses from me to the whole bunch–and especially to Kelee.

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    • HighRoadArtist says

      November 13, 2012 at 2:54 pm

      He is quite the guy for sure and has been thoroughly hugged and kissed on your behalf (as has the whole crew).

      So HAPPY the blog brings you close to this country life I’m privileged to live (your visits here have helped too I’m sure). I confess that last night, on seeing a small herd of free range cattle meandering their way up the driveway, I closed the gate. Didn’t want to be awakened at 1 in the morning when Kelee saw them moving across the land in the starlight. There would be loud barking then for sure. I’m hoping the cattle understood.

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  3. Joy P says

    November 12, 2012 at 12:44 pm

    Big sigh! You know I love this blog…as I come freshly off of the last blog and how deeply it touched me. And then comes the day today…Big sigh. I just love the big lug. You too. Ljoy

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    • HighRoadArtist says

      November 13, 2012 at 2:55 pm

      The big lug is lovable for sure. Except when he barks full out or sheds. I’ll send him to your house for that.

      Reply
  4. Sherry de Bosque says

    November 12, 2012 at 10:20 pm

    How did your horses “fall on hard times”?

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    • HighRoadArtist says

      November 13, 2012 at 3:10 pm

      They weren’t these horses and they weren’t mine. It was the year I moved here. I’d only been here a month. I noticed the horses that were pastured on the 4 acres in front of my house (whose owners didn’t live nearby) weren’t being fed and there was about a foot of snow on the ground. I made some inquiries and learned that the man I’d seen feeding them before–their owner–had had a tragedy. His adult son had been murdered in another village in a very brutal way. So I looked into getting some hay lined up. The next time I saw their person, I went out and introduced myself. I told him that I had heard of his tragedy, how sorry I was for his loss, that I didn’t know how he breathed, let alone got up in the morning and got himself all the way over here with hay. I told him I’d lined up some hay and, with his permission, I’d feed his horses until he’d had more time to grieve. I fed them until that early spring.

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  5. Joy P says

    November 13, 2012 at 3:12 pm

    I meant to mention how wonderful the herd of horses was in the photos. Especially the big ole nose pix.

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    • HighRoadArtist says

      November 13, 2012 at 3:17 pm

      Yeah, I liked that nose pic too 🙂

      Reply

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