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May. 10th, 2010 04:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dancing_crowI managed to ride Kaboose this morning while Bob was still home (I'm pursuing a course of strenuous caution for a while) and we did a lot of trotting and bending and a fistful of canter departs, and finally finished with lateral walk work after Bob drove away to his dentist appointment.
Because I wasn't quite Done Yet, I got my sketchbook and sat and tried to draw the girls as they mooched around the pasture. Each one of them came to see if there were carrots involved. Ruby was pushy and inquisitive, and then ambled off, Penny loomed a little, but gave up faster. Belinda, the mini, just wanted to check that she wasn't missing anything. Five minutes later, Kaboose finally sidled over, and just stood there. She didn't go, didn't seem to want anything... I put my hand out and offered her some fingers to scratch herself on. She accepted, and then just - rested her muzzle in my hand. Not looking for carrots, not wishing for treats, just visiting, I think.
For sketches, mostly I got rumps and eyeballs. They were either facing away, or right up against the fence peering through it. I realized part of the problem too was that I know all the pieces of these horses so thoroughly from patting and grooming that the sketching is harder to do with just eyes and paper.
So.
Because I wasn't quite Done Yet, I got my sketchbook and sat and tried to draw the girls as they mooched around the pasture. Each one of them came to see if there were carrots involved. Ruby was pushy and inquisitive, and then ambled off, Penny loomed a little, but gave up faster. Belinda, the mini, just wanted to check that she wasn't missing anything. Five minutes later, Kaboose finally sidled over, and just stood there. She didn't go, didn't seem to want anything... I put my hand out and offered her some fingers to scratch herself on. She accepted, and then just - rested her muzzle in my hand. Not looking for carrots, not wishing for treats, just visiting, I think.
For sketches, mostly I got rumps and eyeballs. They were either facing away, or right up against the fence peering through it. I realized part of the problem too was that I know all the pieces of these horses so thoroughly from patting and grooming that the sketching is harder to do with just eyes and paper.
So.