Two years ago

I have just realised that it was two years ago, more or less, that I visited Italy and made my first acquaintance with Brena.

It was lovely to ride through a warm bright countryside, one with that special luminescence that has attracted so many artists to Italy.

I spent four days riding the big skewbald mare without the slightest notion that she might become mine. From the start I liked Brena, however it was akin to appreciating a woman without anticipating the spark that later kindles a special relationship. I wasn't looking for a horse, and she wasn't for sale.

Brena had been ridden by lots of people, so why should she have noticed me? I was distracted by a painful lower back that deteriorated through the week. It's only now that we have time to appreciate one-another. She has the certainty now, after almost a year over here, of being ridden by just one person.

Isn't it curious how things happen that could not have been predicted? Without knowing it I was pushing on doors. One opened for me at just the right moment.

Now two years have brought Brena to a country that is just as atmospheric as her former home, nevertheless cooler and damper. At least this evening was dry and clear with a fine sunset. Most often it's a good place to be.

Comments

[Horseideology]

Yeah!

Hey I want some credit! I told you to pursue her :) heehee

[White Horse Pilgrim]

I'm glad that you did encourage me - thank you. It was a big step to go and buy a horse from another country, and the first few months with her did call for some perseverence.

[Horseideology]

So does that mean Doru has been enjoying retirement now for 2 years? boy it doesn't seem that long. And how is he doing??

[White Horse Pilgrim]

Doru has been retired fully since last August. He seems quite contented in his big field. For a horse brought up to be stalled when not working, that must seem like freedom. With a low dosage of bute he is mobile without discomfort, and has been seen cantering in the field of his own volition - usually when he finds himself at the far end at feeding time.