Photo-a-Day (Tuesday, 8th October, 2019)
Horses in Fog
Another good one, Terence.
Keep 'em coming.
Its on calm misty mornings like this that the smell from last nights curry really lingers in the valley
Brilliant ! Very atmospheric.
The horses are all alert to who is coming through the fog to take their photo !
Good pic & very different.
Plenty atmosphere there, the middle horse looks like the 'ringleader' - great photo, Terence, straight from Countryfile.....
"A Misty, Moisty Morning". Summer is over!
it looks like Dartmoor!
There’s something majestic and superior about horses. A beautiful autumnal scene.
Thank you Terence.
I love this Terence..it reminds me of a Stubbs painting....you must be a very early riser to catch this.
Really evocative picture Terence, I can feel that damp candyfloss mist , see the steam flaring from the nostrils. A whinny and stamp of hoof and the smell of horses.
Poet, I have to say that you have a wonderful way with words. Cheers.
(Guess that's why you are a poet)!!!
And now he stands in regal pose
Within a Northern fold,
This winning son of Irish stock
Had left his rivals cold.
He ran behind, with one to go,
Along the wind-swept mile -
Once easy lay at 10/1
Which made his backers smile.
No call for whip nor hands 'n' heels
Yet whispered 'Come on, lad',
This chestnut colt then pulled away
'neath silks of tartan plaid.
Very good Philip - I was on the race track reading that poem. Put me in mind of my dad on the edge of his chair shouting " Goo on"! Then it was "By the crin" if the horse lost ... Oops!
Veronica, I remember a friends tale about Carson returning his beaten favourite to the enclosure at Haydock Park some years ago and how a disgruntled backer had then said to him (From behind the rails.) 'You couldn't ride a rocking-horse, Carson!'. Carson's reply was far more rustic than 'By the crin'.
Well at least he blamed the jockey! ( Willy Carson?) For some unknown reason, dad blamed my mother!!!***
I think it was because she bet against him in the same race Philip.... It was hilarious at times! I don't know how me and my brother turned out as we did. Neither of us gamble or smoke! The living room was like a bookies on a Saturday! I did not approve of my mother having a bet, I blamed my dad!