This is the quintessential "View from my horse," Eddie-style. Look closely. Note the small, elusive bits of packed mud in his wispy, barely-there forelock, just in front of the bridle's headpiece. This is not unlike the view I've experienced in the past while entering at "A" and trotting down the centerline in dressage at a horse trial. How does he do that? And, how does it hide? I've literally been trotting into the dressage arena at MTPC before, smiling and confident, then looked down at his ears and thought, "Oh, bollocks. Well, that figures." I think I need a new groom. :-)
|Eddie, ready to ride the other evening. He was sleek and shiney |
(everywhere but between his ears, I guess!).