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Sunday, January 20, 2013

Thoughts while, Cantoring with my trusted friends - Shakespeare

Today I heard a Shakespeare quote that remind me of riding when I am going olde tyme trail riding.
The Life Of King Henry the Fifth. Act 3 Scene 7.

"When I bestride him, I
soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth
sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his
hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes."

I will post some of the more regal or royal pics of my horse friends that fit this quote.

When going for a trailride, you communicate to your horse as he/she gives you as a gift  -- a ride along his side.  Its pretty amazing.













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