One thing that I love about photography is that it allows me to create beautiful images of things that are dangerous to me, so that I can enjoy them without suffering. Take horses for example. I find horses so majestic and graceful, and I am very drawn to them. Living in a rural area, we would be hard pressed to go for a drive and not see horses, and I think my husband gets tired of me making him stop the car for photo ops.
I would give anything to feel the freedom of racing across a field on the back of a horse. Unfortunately, I am horribly allergic to horses, and hay for that matter. In fact, I can’t go anywhere near a barn without paying for it for days afterwards. It’s such a shame because my sister-in-law works on a horse farm, and I know she would take me riding any time I wanted. Instead, I have to make memories through my photos, and nothing makes a better memory than when there is a baby horse involved. I love watching them try and walk for the first time with their long, gangly legs.
I kept tabs on this mother and baby throughout the summer of 2007, but it was hard to get decent pictures because the mother was very protective and would lead the young horse away every time I got near. She looks curious though doesn’t she? I think she wanted to be friends. 🙂