Sunday, June 13, 2010

All Grown Up...


Bonhomme (Beau) is a few months short of three years old now, and he grew into a handsome lad of innate nobility, about seventeen hands tall. The intelligence and gentle nature he displayed as a colt remain today and so does his curiosity about everything that happens beyond the paddock gate.

His eyes are bright, he is an excellent listener, and he still has the softest and most expressive nose on the planet - spending time with him is always therapeutic. I could spend hours draped over the fence patting that velvet nose, and there are days when I do just that.

6 comments:

Delphyne said...

What a magnificent horse!! And a great picture of him. I, too, love their noses and how they breathe out so gently on my hand when I pet them.

Angie said...

Oh my goodness, what a BEAUTIFUL horse!! I adore horses; would love to be there to stroke his velvety nose and ears. What a delight!

the wild magnolia said...

He is handsome indeed!

I too, love the silky soft horse nose. I have a friend who has horses and I always kiss their noses when I go visit. The horse scent stays on my hands from touching them. I love it.

Happy Day dearest friend.

Great post.

judy said...

shall we pronounce this day Horse Medicine day?
Okay, ladies call your horses to you.. whether they be physical or metaphysical.. stable buddy or spirit allie. And let them bring us the power, independence and freedom we need this day

One Woman's Journey said...

He is a beauty!!!! Love his name.

Tina said...

Horse Medicine Day. I love this, Judy. Actually every day is Horse Medicine Day for me because I am lucky enough to have the love and care of one of my very own. Every day she does indeed heal me. And yes, the smell of them on your hands is so special. I think that sweet smell becomes a soul need for those of us who are horse mad. :)