Very early this morning I went out with my camera to go and hunt for snails and slugs which were still out and about from the night.
Upon my return I went to visit the boys before going back indoors to continue with the day.
In previous years I hadn't given little 'Sam' much notice as he was mostly with other horses and also spent a fair amount of time away at other places. I admit that he didn't interest me so much back then.
Little 'Sam' is 22 years old now and has spent most (I don't know all of his history) his life being ridden by children. They bounced about on his back, they pulled on him, stroked him, teased him, loved him ... he's seen it all I'm sure. Yet he is always nice and puts up with things and has been a patient companion for many a little girl.
Now that he is spending time with the boys, I am getting to know him a little better; he is a great little chap! And likewise, he is getting used to me and seems less distant than he used to be.
Little 'Sam' happily munching away ...
... and 'Mr F' and 'Luke' are doing just the same ...
... then little 'Sam' comes to see what I am up to ...
He is a difficult one to photograph because of his white coat, it sends the camera's senors crazy unless I adjust the white-balance, which I forgot to do this time. I reposition myself so that the sun light is at a more suitable angle. Little 'Sam' follows ... 'What are you up to with that black thing?'
With a better position, I make myself comfortable on the ground ... the boys have already joined.
Upon seeing resting 'Luke', little 'Sam' comes over to join, with a very sleepy look.
... and wonders off, to leave me a lovely view of 'Luke'.
Little 'Sam' is closing in ...
... looks important for 1 minute ...
... after which he proceeds with examining the ground for suitablilty ...
... settles down ...
... and makes himself comfortable ...
'Mr F' now seeing that 'Sam' is also lying donw, comes over ...
... and he too settles down, behind 'Luke'.
And who is on guard duty? Oh, its me!
'Mr F' (in the background) always looks so content when lying down ... as though everything in his life is just fine ... and perhaps it is. Perhaps to him, everything is clear and simple. I wonder if they do have some form of phsyche, or perhaps it is just us humans that suffer with it. With the endless demands and noises and attention seeking of that voice in our head.
If they do, and I think they do, theirs is pure and innocent. And I guess that is why they let us get on with all that we do to and with them, good or bad.
Thank you!
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