Monday 30 April 2012: From the window ...
The sun shines again at last.
Squashed between my two slumbering children, I woke with the dawn and the sun streaming through the skylight in my sister's stableblock flat. The horse downstairs was so restless last night, I barely slept. It's not often that a horse keeps me awake at night?!
So, I played 'guess the yard sounds' for a while ... the 4am feed, the lads arriving at 5.30am, the first horse going on the treadmill at 6am ( that took a bit of working out!) and when I heard the first string clattering across the yard I could contain my excitement no longer and leapt out of bed, waking both children in the process! So, all three of us sat by the window and watched the scene below us unfold.
Fascinating! The horses were so sleek in the sunshine. The energy in the youngsters made entertaining viewing as they danced around the ring, all nervous enthusiasm and excitement. The older horses were alert, such incredible athletes, they moved so gracefully. It was breathtakingly beautiful.
I was itching to get out there and take some decent shots, but that will keep for a time when I don't have Finlay, overexcited at the sight of his Auntie (pictured here) and liable to spook thousands of pounds worth of horse with his squeals of delight and willingness to clamber out of the first floor window and join in!
Such a great day.
I also ran in to a couple fo guys later in the day, free-runners who appeared from nowhere. They were fantastic and I cursed myself for not having my camera. Much to my sister's embarassment, I asked them for their phone number and fully intend to get some photos next time I'm up there.
All in all, the day was full of athletic offerings.
And watching Finlay attempt to free-run after the guys had gone was absolutely hilarious! Toddling up and throwing himself off random boulders 'Look at me,Mummy! Look at me!'
So sweet, so funny, so very Finlay x
I've got punchier shots than this, but this one is personal, that's my little sister up there and I am extremely proud of her. Watching her perfect riding seat, trotting up and down on the right leg and in such complete synchronisity that she almostbecomes the horse - made me smile and reminded me of her pony club days a long, long time ago ... I just don't think she knows how good she is ...
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