Magi was rescued Mid-December of 1990 by my sister, Laura, who purchased him for me for Christmas that year. Her gift was a gift to both Magi and Me, since I honestly think she saved his life and possibly my sanity as the years passed. Magi stayed with Laura until the spring so I could scout around and find somewhere to board him closer to where I lived. In the meantime, Laura continued to nurse him along and bring him back to health. He had gained about 75 – 100 pounds in those few months. One day, I will do a post on the befores, and afters, and fill in a few more durings, shots. This is a ‘in the beginning’ shot.
As time went on, Magi and I became the best of friends and bonded trail partners.
Okay, I admit it, I don’t have a lot of photos of the sun head on, but I do love to play in the sunshine. This is another of several ‘shadow shots’ I’ve taken over the years. Of course that shadow represents Magi and me on the trail on a sunny day.
One thing Danville had to offer was Averette University, and they in turn, offered equestrian courses. In the spring time, Averette would bring 20 – 25 horses to the farm for two or three months to board them, so their own pastures could ‘rest’. These are but a few of their fine beasts.
I hope trail rides count as journeys, because that’s what I’ve got to offer. In this case we rode in the mountains of North Carolina. This was the “Love Valley” ride. We spent four days camping under the stars with our horses.
‘T’ posts and wire were used to make a corral for the horses,when we weren’t riding them. A waterfall about 5 miles away was our shower, and the town, which provided nightly entertainment on the weekends, was closed to motor vehicles. The streets were lined with hitching posts and wooden sidewalks. There were tack shops, a farrier, a saloon, complete with pool table, dart boards,and a live band. There was a supply/grocery store and some souvenir shops lining the streets. The trails began on the ‘other’ side of town.
If not a journey, these four days were definitely an experience.
When I took this photo, I was basically snapping off memories while out riding Magi one day, about 5 years ago. I had no idea when I took this shot that the little house sitting on top of the hill would soon be lost to a fire.
The farm’s caretakers lived in the house before it burned. Thankfully, they escaped the fire unharmed, but they lost everything they owned. The owners of the farm replaced the original structure with a mobile home. A piece of local history was lost forever, and a home was destroyed. But still, proof exists that the house indeed once stood on the hill.
Jacob was really getting the hang of riding ‘all by himself’. A good horse is a terrific confidence booster for kids.
Magi was a little spoiled, if you look closely, you’ll see his ‘treats’ tied to the side of the bareback pads. He liked cherry tomatoes, broccoli, watermelon, cantaloupe, fruit loops,apples, carrots, and whatever else was sitting around in the kitchen. Magi was a regular garbage disposal. I think his colorful diet is why, at almost 27 years old (now), he is still a healthy horse. In the photo above, he is about 22 years old, Jacob was 5.
I just wanted to welcome in the month of March and wish everyone a Blessed Month. May each of you be dappled with sunshine as you follow your own paths in life. It will be a busy day today (still trying to get my book ready to publish … duty calls), so If you leave a remark, and I don’t answer, it doesn’t mean I don’t care. Please have a lovely day and be happy.
I had to share a few of my favorite farm shots from my days on the farm in Halifax county. Actually Magi lived on the farm and I lived in town. Neither of us could have found a better place to for him to live. The trails were spectacular. Any horseman’s dream come true.
I always loved riding this path. As you left the field and entered the woods there was a creek bed on the right hand side. The path was narrow, but the ground well worn. It was a favorite cantor spot, although we enjoyed many slow walks as well, allowing us to take in the marvelous scenery.
Sometimes, we would stop off at the pond, to wade, or grab a drink of water before heading home
Some days when I wasn’t quite ready to head home yet, I’d take an extra little spin around the fences just to add a little more time to my ride.
Sitting on Magi in the ring, I couldn’t resist a shot of the pastures. This was horse heaven for a few lucky critters.