Rafer Johnson and Redford turning out for a little while with the entire herd. Redford looked like a little boy having his first Christmas!
Salina galloping to keep her donkey boys in check (and the geldings at their proper distance), then trotting and tossing her head.
Salina standing with eyes closed, enjoying her massage while the donkey boys munched on the heart of the last round bale.
Rafer Johnson getting his hind quarters checked for tight muscles. (none!)
Keil Bay searching his massage therapist's pockets for the hot stones, which we opted not to use today.
Cody nudging in to see if he could get some bodywork for himself. (alas, he was not on the schedule today!)
Keil Bay outside my window while I got my massage.
Chase the handsome Corgi peeping up at me through the face rest of the massage table, and touching my nose with his.
The gorgeous black basalt stones soaking in my bathroom in their crock pot.
The gray clouds rolling in just before sunset.
The pony's face when we took the remainder of the round bale heart and rolled it out under the shelter for the geldings to share until bedtime.
billie hinton’s camera-obscura:
life and lessons on November Hill Farm
It's too bad you didn't have your camera then we could all have seen what you did. At least you have nice memories of today for yourself to reflect back on.
ReplyDeleteanything to do with massage sounds heavenly to an ex massage therapist... equine, canine or human...we/they all love it....
ReplyDeletethe mental images from your descriptions are great....
Arlene, yesterday was one of those days when I didn't even think of the camera until I realized later what rich visual images there had been.
ReplyDeleteThat's true just about constantly, but sometimes I manage to have camera in hand to catch them!
BumbleVee, I am a firm believer that if everyone got massage the world would be a better place.
ReplyDeleteIf I owned a company that utilized employees it would be one of the perks I'd offer.
I have a very clear mental image just from your descriptions...especially the face of the pony. :-)
ReplyDeletebillie - 70 degrees and sunshine and massages! Tell me, do you live in a place called Nirvana? I can only imagine the sensation of hot stones all over my person. The woman says they would have to empty a quarry to cover the acreage but that's the sort of comment I've come to expect from her pea brain. If your two boys ever need an "eminence gris" in their life, you just let me know.
ReplyDeleteThat pony - so expressive! He looked magnificent just now, playing with my daughter in the arena. He is such a little star.
ReplyDeleteSheaffer! You know you are welcome ANYtime. We would clear out the garret, stock it with sherry and port and hangers for your waistcoat and tophat, and a reclining sofa with stocked bookshelves (all leather bindings, of course).
ReplyDeleteAnd your own personal collection of massage stones. :)