The art of falling

My daughter and I always enjoy our trips to the ranch.

Over time, I’ve learnt that…

… Horse breath is made up of fairy dust and velvet;

… Anything can look beautiful in the right light

(Even chin hairs);

… And the art of riding is like life – you have to learn how to fall

And how to jump up, dust yourself off and get back on that horse (or your life).

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92 thoughts on “The art of falling

  1. Ah, I do miss my horses!! I, too, love how you’ve captured the chin hairs and they do glow in the light — just proves that almost everything can have its own beauty in the right light and the right mind! Hope you and your family have a great week!

    Sylvia

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  2. ~~~~Lady Fi,

    Your posts are so much more than photos.

    They Are Life Lessons filled w/ wisdom & insight.

    I soooo Adore those chin hairs glimmering in the sunlight.

    You. ROCK. x

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  3. those are the loveliest of chin hairs. one of my favorite sounds is the sound of horse breath. I just saw the movie War Horse, and it gave me a greater appreciation for all things horses. happy day to you Fiona.

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  4. I’d never have thought of chin hairs in that light

    Or of the angles that you’ve shot such sights!

    I agree with the others…your posts are more than beautiful!

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  5. Well – chin hairs might look fine on a horse, but don’t be asking to photograph mine! You’re right about falls – we need to pick ourselves up and move on.

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  6. Delightful images LadyFi. Although it’s been a long time since I’ve been around horses, I can still remember the wonderful, velvety feel of their noses and the comforting sound of their exhaling. Thanks for sharing.

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  7. You were right! That horse’s chin hair was actually beautiful. Leave it to you, to find it!

    You know, every time I come here, I leave feeling just a little bit better. Thanks.

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  8. You know you captured my heart with this one. There’s nothing softer than a horse’s nose and if you breathe softly into them you’re friends for life. As for falling, I’ve done my share, but it’s never kept me from climbing right back on. I wish I’d had the opportunity to ride when I was your daughter’s age and not had to wait until I was well into my adult years. Now let’s just say I will die with my boots on!

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  9. I agree with all you’ve said here Fi, but I draw the line at the ‘chin hairs’, someone put that horse in touch with a good waxer haha! Only kidding, gorgeous images, love the fairy breath.

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  10. you have to learn how to fall : what a funny coincidence. Today, I locked myself out. In short, I had to climb through my window which is 6 feet high. Got a 3 feet table. then I went in Superman style, and went through, first on the kitchen bench, and landed on the floor head first.

    Great fall to fall, and hurt all over.

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  11. What a beautiful horse! I’ve never had the chance to ride a horse, I don’t think I’ve even been in a carriage pulled by one.

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  12. That’s an interesting comment defining a horses breath Fi. Not having a horse I couldn’t say. But I admire them as very noble animals – Dave

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  13. Ladyfi,
    Oh, beautiful horse. I feel as if I could hear his breathing!! Maybe I will learn more from the fall・・・
    Always stunning photos!!
    Best wishes,
    keiko

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  14. Hi Ldyfi! Your words are as poetical as your photos! I always enjoy visiting your blog for it radiates poetry! When I was a child in
    Indonesia, we did some horseriding in the mountains where we lived for a few months. There was no other means of transport there at that moment.

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