As long as I can remember, horses have always been my passion. I take special joy in horse riding, I still believe that horse is the best means of transport, and getting off the horse is one of the worst mistakes humanity has ever made. History of human kind is inextricably linked to the horse — equine has been our indispensable companion for thousands of years, and look what has become of the world in the last 100-odd years.
Yet, people dope horses to make them win competition, geld male horses to make them docile, or slaughter them for food as a sign of gratitude for their help throughout the centuries. The very thought of humans eating horseflesh makes me sick — to me it's not much different from cannibalism.
Apart from its obvious utility (mind that neither the horse nor any other animal has ever needed us for its survival, but we do need animals for ours), there's something very romantic about this beautiful animal, largely due to its mane and tail streaming in the wind.
Anyway, last week we chanced upon a
draught horse showing and had a lot of fun.
It was one of those halcyon days of splendid weather filled with joyous, festive atmosphere, and thankfully, I had my camera with me.
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Flaxen Chestnut Pony (Equus caballus) portrait
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