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my fair lady

March 10, 2013

i needed to spend some quality time with my girl,

so on thursday i drove up to the irish rose farm to see my fair lady rose.

it was a perfect spring day,

warm and sunny.

rose was in the turn-out soaking up the sun when i got there.


i had brought the big camera in hopes of getting some good shots of her still wearing her winter coat,

but it became nearly impossible because of this:


baby ceilidh was about this close much of the time,

quite unhappy that both her mama lizzie and her best buddy zoe

had been taken to the arena for exercise.

in between mad bursts of speed around the pen,

whinnying all the while,

she would stop right in front of me as if somehow imploring me to correct the injustice of it all.

oh, those first awful stages of weaning…

seeing that i wouldn’t be able to shoot past her,

i opted to shot over her to photograph rose.

rose, bless her heart,

is not an aggressive mare who feels inclined to teach ceilidh any manners about her place in the herd.


she just stood back and watched the spectacle.

i had brought along carrots and brushes,

so while ceilidh ran her speed tests we snuck snacks

and pulled off handfuls of the winter coat that she is shedding.


these photos may seem repetitive but oh well…


this trip was all about rose.


she loved the attention.

she would have let me brush her all day.


i told her how well her sons caoinlean and cormac are doing,

and how she would see them when she comes to our farm.


i kidded her about how fetching she looks

with half of her winter mustache rubbed off.

her mane provides a handy storage space

for wisps of hay saved for later…


especially the arresting strand strategically placed in her forelock

over one eye:



her hollywood hair was softly tousled,

giving her an allure that was all natural and not the least bit overdone.


i told her that she and i will ride our property bareback when she arrives,

easy and gentle,

and that she will hold a special place in my heart for all of her days.

she followed me all the way to the gate when it was time for me to go.


i think she misses me.

i miss her…


btw, if you have dreams of owning your own gypsy horse companion,

there is only one young horse left for sale up at the irish rose farm:

check out miss abby HERE!

she’s a beauty that would make a fine first horse for someone special.

(or second horse, or third, or…)

4 Comments leave one →
  1. March 10, 2013 3:21 am

    you know how happy this makes me.

    * love *

    • sassysistersink permalink*
      March 10, 2013 3:26 am

      i spent about an hour with just her, and it felt wonderful.
      i love her.

  2. March 12, 2013 1:40 am

    ohhhhh thank you for taking us along! I LOVED this visit with this magical horse. loved. xo, e

    • sassysistersink permalink*
      March 12, 2013 3:18 am

      oh, thank you elizabeth!
      magical is exactly the word for her!
      thanks for visiting here.

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