That being said, I can’t stress it enough –
If you are gonna be around horses, you gotta be tough!
In my 60 years of life on this planet, I have always been aware of two ongoing passions – horses and stories. These two elements have always been fascinating to me – occupying my thoughts and employing my imagination for countless hours at a time. Ironically, it has always been the true stories that sparked my imagination the most. The idea of combining the two loves of my life, horses and stories, became a reality when I realized that there was a gap in literature that shared real life experiences with horses in a down-to-earth, easy to read format that delved right into the heart of the matter of having horses in your life – provided you are a true horse lover and not just in it for the business. I wanted to portray the never talked about, but nevertheless constantly present, issues of actually caring for and learning about horses from a one-on-one, minute-by-minute, day-by-day perspective and taking the form of poetry seemed to match the cadence of hoof beats.
So much of the literature available about horses is either romanticized into glorious stories of heroic victories and accomplishments or presented as an expert on the subject instruction manual. The truth is that the majority of us just have horses because we love them for what they are, what they mean to us personally, and how they affect our lives. There is no better cure or therapy when you are feeling down than to hear a soft ‘nicker on your approach, touch a velvety muzzle and bury your face into the neck of a beloved horse, breathing in its’ very essence. There are very few sights that compare to the raw beauty of the equine form even if it is just standing in your own field, unadorned with ribbons, trophies or sporting top line breeding papers. I have yet to see anything as wondrous as a new foal taking its first steps or frolicking with unbridled life and joy. There are not many events in my life that can fill my cup as easily and as fully as the simple act of having a horse turn and walk toward me when he sees me coming for him. It is hard to explain why these seemingly meaningless moments strike me so profoundly. It is even harder to explain why it makes all the hard work, injuries and expense so worth the price I pay to have them be a part of my time here on this earth. I find the true beauty of horses in those pure, unexpected, unsought exchanges between horses and humans. Having horses, for me, is a labor of love.