5.12.12

tennessee tales: on the trail

Dad's neighbour, Bob, is seventy-five but doesn't look a day over sixty. We met him on our first day in Pleasant View, and within minutes, he rather excitedly invited us to join him on a trail ride the following day. Now, I fancy myself to be a bit of a horsey person... but I'm telling you, this guy is passionate about his horses; all five thoroughbreds that he rides each and every day.

As Bob lead the way through rolling pastures, past tobacco plantations and through golden woodland, he told us about his youth; his life in El Paso where he we went to college, met his wife and lived until retirement. He told us about his competitive polo playing years and how he became enchanted by these beautiful creatures - the passion in his storytelling palpable. Listening to his tales, as we trailed along admiring the magnificent landscape (stopping occasionally to photograph dilapidated barns and hundred-year-old oaks) we really couldn't help but be drawn in and inspired by the simple, idyllic life he had made for himself. My sister and I began enthusiastically discussing the possibility of getting ourselves a couple of horses once we returned home - we were completely sold on the idea. Not much has been said about it since, but my mind does keep wandering off in rural directions.

I loved getting back in the saddle again - I felt good, albeit a little rusty. Paddy's nerves soon subsided and I could see that he was really enjoying himself too. And Steph? Well, she was always a natural. I was so glad she was there - the two of us riding together again was a bit of a trip down memory lane.

P.S - I loved reading your stories of real life bloggy meet-up's... especially the stories of meeting husbands through blogging - wow!

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  1. I miss having a horse, such a lovely way to spend time.

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  2. Does look idyllic... i don't blame you for dreaming of the rural horsey life. Here, we're dreaming of French countryside farming! xx

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    1. Oh, we share that same dream too! Yours is far more likely to come to life though!! x

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    2. Yes indeed it just might ;) x

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    3. oooooohhhh exciting! Must know more! x

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  3. I would adore to be a horse rider but my fear gets in the way. A few dodgy experiences when I was little scared me off. It looks so romantic. What a magnificent time you must have had!! Thanks for popping into my blog and for your lovely comment. It made me smile a big toothy grin! Wishing you the loveliest of tomorrows filled with cups of tea.
    :) x

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  4. Happiness is a horse ride across new lands in the autumn, it all looks wonderful.
    Katie

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  5. I really like all these photos from Tennessee, I didn't think it'd be so beautiful there.

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    1. I must admit... I was pleasantly surprised too!

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  6. Beautiful! I especially love the photo close-up of your sister--the colors, the details, her look--lovely. I dreamed of having a horse as a little girl, as most young girls did, I suppose. Such a beautiful passion for your dad's neighbor.

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  7. You look good mama in your horse riding cap! You're just a natural ; )

    But, where are the photos of you on a horse?!

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    1. Hello Cory Ann! Actually the gorgeous girl in the riding cap is my sister! As per usual there's no photos of the photographer!

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  8. Wow, looks like fun! I read the story of your childhood pony, what a lovely tale, bought a tear to my eye.

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  9. Your photos are so amazing - I think I'm ready to move to Tennessee.

    xo
    cortnie

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