tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post2450724820989554035..comments2023-09-06T05:48:05.398-06:00Comments on Terry's Place: Girls and HorsesTerry Odellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11610682530545306687noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-53553752367644824322010-03-11T03:52:11.977-07:002010-03-11T03:52:11.977-07:00Yes dear I am agree with that girls are anxious to...Yes dear I am agree with that girls are anxious to learn horse riding........Teaching Children Horse Ridinghttp://strategicbookmarketing.bookblogworld.com/category/armgard-schorle/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-34749473121667641102010-03-10T13:58:53.108-07:002010-03-10T13:58:53.108-07:00Hi Jenny
What a great post! I've loved horse...Hi Jenny<br /><br />What a great post! I've loved horses ever since I was just tall enough to pat one on the fetlock!My story mirrors yours to a point. I'm a country girl and grew up in the wild Welsh Mountains. Had riding lessons, worked at the local riding school and having saved up for five years, bought my first horse, Flikka, who died about fifteen years ago, aged 35. I now have a sweet black Welsh Cob gelding, Harri, and a Paint mare called T'pau, whose character seems very much like your 'Lucky'. I learnt to ride Western but I'm so glad I converted to Western some years ago, it's such a lovely gentle way of going. Like you I have to travel to my horses too, but I wouldn't be without them for anything!Hywela Lynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13789711554354184386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-40501071345852956422010-03-10T12:16:35.289-07:002010-03-10T12:16:35.289-07:00I didn't ride a horse until I was 55 and then ...I didn't ride a horse until I was 55 and then I fell in love with them. Had my own Peruvian Paso for a half dozen years until he died of internal bleeding from a ruptured blood vessel. My bones are too brittle to ride thse days.JoAnnAinsworthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05585904288360774577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-34040529043844021352010-03-09T23:29:36.830-07:002010-03-09T23:29:36.830-07:00What a fun story, with a great deal of "groun...What a fun story, with a great deal of "ground" truth. You make the point well that the nearly universal (for girls) dream of having a horse is quite different from the reality (feeding and mucking twice a day, staying up all night with a very large, sick animal). The image of your roping your mother is priceless.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-7222708195191387272010-03-09T16:58:53.519-07:002010-03-09T16:58:53.519-07:00Thanks, Jemi. Freud can go pound sand...Lucky was...Thanks, Jemi. Freud can go pound sand...Lucky was a wonderful companion!Jenny Andersenhttp://www.jennysfiction.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-72700623836270928542010-03-09T16:51:01.952-07:002010-03-09T16:51:01.952-07:00I've always loved horses too - don't care ...I've always loved horses too - don't care what Freud thought :)<br /><br />Loved your story - Lucky sounds great!Jemi Fraserhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02214408467456320167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-6623860842887448212010-03-09T16:38:43.350-07:002010-03-09T16:38:43.350-07:00I suspected, "grounded":)
I forgot to s...I suspected, "grounded":)<br /><br />I forgot to say, "other Terry," so as not to confuse people.Terry Stonecrophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03726985400500572770noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-84863787719980272272010-03-09T13:26:25.589-07:002010-03-09T13:26:25.589-07:00Glad you liked it, Terry. My mother didn't, s...Glad you liked it, Terry. My mother didn't, so much. Can you say 'grounded'?<br /><br />I didn't really discover English riding until the 80s, when I was fortunate enough to go back to school and take riding instead of a PE class. Loved it!Jenny Andersenhttp://www.jennysfiction.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-67667422478156210882010-03-09T13:24:08.293-07:002010-03-09T13:24:08.293-07:00I'm envious, Maryann. I have to drive to visi...I'm envious, Maryann. I have to drive to visit Gen. Someday....? And yes, many, many, MANY memories of falls!Jenny Andersenhttp://www.jennysfiction.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-60204892789897326942010-03-09T11:53:35.721-07:002010-03-09T11:53:35.721-07:00Love this story and your style. Thanks for sharing...Love this story and your style. Thanks for sharing it. And roping your mother [once]:)<br /><br />I had friends who had horses. I rode once in a while but we rode English. I may have liked Western saddle better. <br /><br />A forty-hand horse at three. You were brave to get up on that thing.Terry Stonecrophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03726985400500572770noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-52857558894632515082010-03-09T11:11:33.544-07:002010-03-09T11:11:33.544-07:00Wonderful story. Made me smile at times and other ...Wonderful story. Made me smile at times and other times was wistful for all the horses in my life and all the memories of rides and falls and rides and falls. I am so lucky to have yet another who nickers at me when I go outside with my morning coffee.Maryannwriteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09479027709233807149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-12600332961194038132010-03-09T08:33:51.204-07:002010-03-09T08:33:51.204-07:00The General is a wonderful horse, Carol. She'...The General is a wonderful horse, Carol. She's ancient now, and retired, but was originally purchased for the owner's daughter for dressage. She's a grand old girl!Jenny Andersenhttp://www.jennysfiction.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-85237023985026118572010-03-09T08:32:05.648-07:002010-03-09T08:32:05.648-07:00I hear you, Mason. I've never owned another h...I hear you, Mason. I've never owned another horse since Lucky. Partly due to circumstance, but ... well, you know.Jenny Andersenhttp://www.jennysfiction.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-85231941047329823292010-03-09T08:30:55.147-07:002010-03-09T08:30:55.147-07:00Elizabeth, that's a lovely way to grow up. My...Elizabeth, that's a lovely way to grow up. My own riding was always more survival than dressage, but I've always wanted to learn. I've been re-reading some old Joan Wolf books--she's such a horsewoman, and writes such wonderful descriptions of the riding.Jenny Andersenhttp://www.jennysfiction.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-44482054906193410102010-03-09T08:14:50.655-07:002010-03-09T08:14:50.655-07:00Your story about General made me smile. I don'...Your story about General made me smile. I don't know a lot about horses, but I know they have expressive eyes. I can totally see his look.Carol Kilgorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15168273312704732896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-45003715750543085992010-03-09T07:23:36.777-07:002010-03-09T07:23:36.777-07:00Just stopping in for a moment before shutting down...Just stopping in for a moment before shutting down and hitting the road - for the last leg of the trip. Thanks to Jenny for taking charge today, and to all of you who have been faithful commenters while I've been traveling. It keeps that connection while I'm basically in limbo.Terry Odellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11610682530545306687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-32135377464207163982010-03-09T06:47:21.604-07:002010-03-09T06:47:21.604-07:00I've had a love of horses since I can remember...I've had a love of horses since I can remember. My first horse (Canyon Son) was a beautiful Quarter Horse. I always said if I could have ordered a horse to be made that would have suited me, it would have been Canyon. We only got to be together for a short while (17 years) but I loved every minute of it. I haven't ridden very much since he died even though we have five other horses. Horses, like cats and dogs, gets in your system.Mason Canyonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10935307400882363560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30931389.post-6203379334117609802010-03-09T06:33:43.680-07:002010-03-09T06:33:43.680-07:00I grew up with some real horse fans when I was a l...I grew up with some real horse fans when I was a little girl. I'd go watch my friends ride, do dressage, etc....we always had a great time! It's quite a connection between girls and horses. :)<br /><br />Elizabeth<br /><a href="http://mysterywritingismurder.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"> Mystery Writing is Murder</a>Elizabeth Spann Craighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15625595247828274405noreply@blogger.com