Hello Friend's of Dharma! Here is Bumble Bee taking riding lessons on her Chintogeau pony. ![]() Here is a Mama story. When Mama was small she lived in the country. Her neighbor who lived up this old country road with big maple trees and rambling stone walls, had a Welsh pony. Mama was in love, AT FIRST SIGHT! This pony would graze out in the field, with the cows. It was very funny to see him out there. At one time she thought to jump up on his back ride off into the sunset. JUST like the Lone Ranger! And so on one bright sunny summer day she jumped up onto his back and off he galloped with her hanging onto his mane. And then off he bucked her right onto the ground. Ouch! This however did not dissuade her. The pony's owner often called him a WILD CHILD because he would come racing down the rock cliff embankment on his property, at full tilt. Since that time my Mama has loved ponies. She dreamed about them. She read every single book she could find about ponies, and of course horses. Her favorite read as a 11 year old was "The Ginger Horse". And of course She also loved "Misty of Chincoteague". One year she and Papa and auntie Heather even got to see the CHINCOTEAGUE PONY ROUND UP down in Virginia. ![]() Mama's very first horse was Brandy. An ABSOLUTE WILD CHILD! This appaloosa baby LOVED TO BUCK AND RUN. One lovely afternoon, after a reasonable walk through an autumn forest, she decided, HAH, I HAVE HAD ENOUGH! And off she went, BUCKING AUNTIE KELLY OFF HER BACK, NEIGHING HA, HA, HA, to Mama and Auntie Kelly who THEN chased her through the woods and out the valley and down the road to Grandmother's house, oh sorry, I meant home. And then there was Socks. Socks was a paint cob pony. She was low to the ground so she was so smooth getting up onto her. SHE WAS A WILD CHILD TOO! Socks did not like to get her feet in water, so if you just weren't paying attention and walked into a stream while you were riding her, she would gallop all the way out, with you bouncing all the way out. ![]() Finally we have Bilbo. Now Bilbo is a miniature horse. Mama fell in love with him because he had that roly poly shape that a Shetland pony would have. Bilbo is WAY TOO SMALL for any of us to ride, BUT WE LOVE HIM ANYWAY. Here he is doing WHAT HE LOVES BEST. You can see him here, one MORNING IN THE GARDEN ENJOYING THE SUMMER FEAST. Hope you like the pictures and our stroll down memory lane. ![]() Dharma Hugs Dharma Dharma
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