Horses on the sanctuary found themselves in abundance and an atmosphere of utter relaxation. Free from human interferance and demands. Able to choose interaction if and when and for how long they decided to enjoy it. We could take visitors out and sit a little distance away enjoying their antics, snooze poses, and herd politics. Taking photo's such as this one. It was in every sense a blissful experience shared between the wild ones and us. One in which respect for space and kindness was a given.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Stories from a dream year
Horses on the sanctuary found themselves in abundance and an atmosphere of utter relaxation. Free from human interferance and demands. Able to choose interaction if and when and for how long they decided to enjoy it. We could take visitors out and sit a little distance away enjoying their antics, snooze poses, and herd politics. Taking photo's such as this one. It was in every sense a blissful experience shared between the wild ones and us. One in which respect for space and kindness was a given.
