Horse-play
Okay, you might at this point wonder how all this horsey-business fits in with my "Twitters from a Creative brain"… well, it does, in that everything I do feeds my creative mind… also, being an artist does not cleanly separate itself into being in the studio and creating, while I then go and live the rest of my life separately.
So, here we have some images to share
We started to call this Taka-Tuka Land, as in the Island where Pippi Longstockings dad is a pirate. In actual fact, it's an island in the pond on the farm.
Huxley's other Lucy, a little, wee doggy that loves chasing him and play-snapping at his bum.
The paddock with Nina, Primo, Abby, Bobby, Caveat and Rosco the donkey.
Big girl Abby, the horse which has to put up with my out-of-shape riding habits. Then again, she's getting back in shape too, after a couple of years of little riding. I have more than once apologized to her today for my sorry ability to give her direction of what I like her to do.
Primo, Bobby and Huxley
Nuzzles for the little boy playing his instrument for the horses, a private concert for sure.
Becoming friends
My favourite picture — sharing and handing on my love of the elegant four-legged friends.
In the car, arrived at home, safe, with Mommy-doggy-woof-woof kisses.
Tomorrow, there should be a thing or two of the fibrous creative efforts I'm currently engaged in.
Hi Monika
you seemed to have had a lovely couple of days. We’ve had snow too – obviously just to keep you company. Learning through play – radical thought to some, I know, but I too believe it’s the best way. And those crowns are adorable, not surprised they sell out.
Will email properly later,
P x
hab dich nicht vergessen. deine mail: auch angekommen.
und ich meld mich. sobald ich kann.
ansonsten. sehe ich gleich so aus, wie dein kleiner sohn. am ende eures ausflugs….