No, no politics, no social commentary--just horses. My theory is that sometimes you just need to relax and enjoy a little. And what's more relaxing than these gentle, beautiful, thousand pound animals that can crush your foot with an impatient stomp of their hooves?
Earlier this summer I had the opportunity to take a few photos while my wife and other employees were opening up the Pokagon State Park saddle barn for the morning. I hung out and opened the gate for them as they retrieved the horses, which unfortunately meant I was shooting into the sun. But at least that way I was on the not-getting-stomped-on side of the fence.
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When the gate is opened in the morning, some of the horses come running. |
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Some of them kind of just ... hang out. |
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In fact, if you look at this photo carefully you can see Emily way off toward the back of the pasture, where she had to go chase a few of the horses down to the gate. |
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And here Emily has caught up with one. Don't let the size difference fool you: The horse knows who's really in charge. |
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Emily's boss was also there that morning, wrestling the horses into submission. And no, I'm not exaggerating. |
