Is Mattel sure that this isn’t Katie Price and her horse? Sure looks like her color scheme!
There have been many times in my life when I was horse-less when I would have installed “Trotify” on my bike.
When I was a kid I dreamed of having my own horse . . . and had to settle for a 10-speed.
Even when I was in college I would pretend that the wind in my hair was from galloping, rather than pedaling.
The sound effects would have made it oh-so-much better!
If you’ve been following my blog you may have noticed a series of photos that I’ve taken of bouncing horses that are in a field next to a road I drive by.
Recently a fourth was added to the herd. In a true depiction of herd dynamics, the newcomer hung back for awhile, seeming to be reluctant to join the herd. Within a week, though, he was right in the thick of things! The newcomer is a different “breed” than the others. Smaller in size, I guess you’d have to say he’s a gaited horse.
I’ve still never seen a child playing with these horses but someone sure is having fun! (I never move the horses, I just photograph them as I find them).
Last September I posted a photo of a bouncing horse that was sitting in a field next to a road I drive down (Out to Pasture). It struck me that the horse looked lonely — I never saw a child playing with it. The toy reminded me of one I had when I was a kid.
Then one day last November, a second horse appeared — a friend, at last! The two bouncing horses were together all winter and while I still never saw a child playing with them, at least they had each other (every horse needs a turnout buddy). The new horse was smaller, and his addition made the pair look playful.
A couple of weeks ago I was driving down the road and was amazed to see that a third horse has joined the herd. The newest addition is a larger more elegant horse than the first two. He’s quite a handsome paint and he looks a bit newer than the rest. I particularly like how they’ve been arranged in the new spring grass. It’s almost as if they are getting to know each other. Or perhaps, they are having a tea party.
I don’t worry about the bouncing horses anymore. Even though I have still never seen a child playing with them it’s obvious they are well loved.