Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Gypsy Gold

My quest to capture the last golden turnings of the season was successful. As an unexpected bonus, I made a new friend.

I had forgotten how much I like horses and how much they like me.

Maybe it's my disposition that attracts them. Or maybe I smell like a root vegetable.

He was so handsome my inner Southerner broke free and I declared him "right purty." He didn't seem to mind.

'Gypsy gold does not chink or glitter.
It gleams in the sun and neighs in the dark.'
Claddagh Gypsy saying


Dawn Dutton said...

Lovely photos and post. Thanks for sharing them with us...

Mom said...

He's beautiful and looks a lot like the horse I had as a teenager. Thanks for the memory!

Kathy said...

I love horses. To watch. to pet. to listen to walk. To smell the saddle....everything

HEWY said...

Happy Thanksgiving!

The A.D.D. Knitter said...

Right purty indeed! Hope you all had a great holiday:)