Over two weeks since I last wrote, apologies!
Have been up North. Family, house clearing (many bonfires, much stuff to throw away) , and a quick visit to Glasgow with John. Busy but good!
Much horsey fun had. Viewed a beastie for sale over near Carlisle. A very worried soul who needs someone quiet and patient, but ideally also someone who will appreciate his physical limitations. Conformation is such that he’ll need a very light rider really (once he gets to that stage), but also a good long period of rehab, groundwork, possibly even physio. He seems to have some old damage that’s grown into lots of brace and compensatory movement, which is kind of fascinating in its own right. After I’d seen him, I spent a few days thinking and looking and researching and trying to figure out what was going on in his body. I don’t know if he’ll find someone ready to give him what he needs, but I hope so. Had he ticked a couple more boxes, I’d have been very tempted to take him on myself… I did like him a lot and would have let him have a few months off in the first instance, chilling in the field at home, then take it from there. But as it stands, I think he needs more than that since his “problems” (for want of a better word) aren’t purely emotional. And my resources, at this point, aren’t quite good enough for him. A horse like that would really benefit from being one person’s home-yard pet. Being seen daily, with very low demands put upon him, until he opened up emotionally. Then, physical rehab, etc. He needs someone who lives next to his field and potters around quietly in the background, and that’s not me at this stage.
Very sweet character though. Hugely anxious, but obliging enough to stand frozen still and let you handle him in his box. You can’t help but feel affection for animals like that. Different story in the field, he’d rather have nothing to do with humans and if he’s not being held he’s off. They’re each like mysteries, horses, I’d love to know what his life story was.
Saw my old Freddie a couple of times. He’s a treasure. I really need more beasties in my life to love. I suppose when you feel like that, new characters present themselves, whether friends or partners or pets. You’re ready to notice their appearance and welcome them in. I remember writing in a teenage diary that I felt like I wanted to share stuff with someone, and then all of a sudden there was John. At the minute I feel like I want more animals and fresh air in my life. Someone told me that city-dweller lungs are often found to be as black as smoker’s lungs, on dissection. Spending time at home with mum’s dogs, birdsong in the day, and owls at night, I really felt it all quite keenly, and I’m wondering if now is the time to properly start looking at rural moorings and/or canalside fields for sale.
Everywhere we went we passed fields full of horses (Thoroughbreds, generally, though people seem to think the Northern countryside will be full of cobs), and that’s how it’s always been at home. I remember reading in If Wishes Were Horses that the author had a mental map of all the horse-filled fields around her home and I think that must be true of all horsey children. Or at least, the ones who didn’t have a horse of their own at that point. I realised on this visit that I still have that map in my head and that (without thinking, as a reflex) my head turns every time we pass one of those fields. There was a rather lovely dappled grey Thoroughbred rugged up outside of Haltwhistle that I hadn’t seen before, so there’s a new one for the map.
Did some equine anatomy reading whilst at home. I had a few books and such to collect, as I’m currently having my post sent there. I buy things when they’re on offer or cheap, and then it piles up so that it feels like Christmas when you collect it!
In a quandry about the boots I ordered though. When you have wide calves, riding boots can end up expensive. This company are quite affordable and had some on sale, so I ordered their basic “show” boots in February. I already had one pair (their “field” model) which I’d gotten through ebay months and months ago. The field pair are too small in the calf, but I got them cheap so I’ve just kept them for the future. The elastic inserts at back are meant to give you three inches of play, but they don’t. The elastic is too tough. If it were softer/stretchier, they’d fit and be lovely. So when I ordered the show pair, I got the wider fitting. Alas, the elastic inserts on the show boots are different. Prettier, softer, and stretchier. Sigh. So this pair fits without even unzipping and I can fit two hands inside each boot at the same time as my leg. Too big. They’re also a quarter inch too tall which would be fine except that as they drop I can tell that they’re going to fold behind the ankle and rub a little bit.
So. What I really need is the show boots in the size of the field boots that I have. Or the field boots in the size of the show boots. To complicate matters further, the company have just changed their sizing following a “happy accident” at the factory, so I can’t just order a new pair without taking that into account also. Good lord. Will think about it and decide whether to sell these on or just make do. I’ve not been riding since I ordered them anyway, so they’re rather moot now. Moot Boot! Which wouldn’t matter except that as I get smaller the show boots are only going to get more ridiculous around my leg, so once I’m riding again they may well be completely redundant. I feel like I should also point out that I’m not really whinging. This is a rather nice “problem” to have, it’s just kind of amusing. You’d think it would all be simpler than this.
At any rate, a really lovely visit home. It got me feeling motivated to get more boat DIY finished and more life-things sorted in order to better facilitate future horsey fun. Perhaps tomorrow we’ll build the shelves for all our shoes and my horsey bits and bobs. Have the timber, just need to find the energy. Tuesday will either be catching up with work emails (apologies if anyone is waiting!) or doing some anatomy study/prep as the day after is when the three-day dissection begins. I’m so excited! Need to figure out what I’m doing in terms of travel and/or a hotel though.