March 31, 2004
hey hoss
hoss, Davis, CA Canon 300D
Do you remember what it feels like to feed a horse? Holding your arm out, full of grass, and feeling those horse lips in the palm of your hand. There's nothin like it.
Matt and I are going to stay at a place called Costanoa this weekend. I hear that you can rent horses and ride them along the coast. Yee haw!
Posted on March 31, 2004 01:05 PMIt has been years since I fed a horse....you really brought back the feeling of it, with your descriptive words. I also love this shot of the horse. He looks so kind and gentle. I am also sooo...jealous! Costanoa sounds like a delightful place. Lucky you & Matt! Have a great time.
Posted by: Julia at April 2, 2004 02:35 PM"Do you remember what it feels like to feed a horse? Holding your arm out, full of grass, and feeling those horse lips in the palm of your hand. There's nothin like it."
Nope, but I do now!
Posted by: Philip Dhingra at April 1, 2004 06:06 PMI fed a horse for the first time on Sunday! I'd forgotten how huge they are, so I was a little intimidated at first. But it was easy peasy.
I love Costanoa!!!
Went there a few years ago after a wedding in Half Moon Bay and have been wanting to return ever since! Have a blast ~
(And, I found those tapes - they're from 99. I'll give them a listen or, as the tape says, "Burn harder and listen to us glisten!)
Posted by: Laura at April 1, 2004 01:15 PMThat place looks awesome... I found myself on the site all morning long trying to pick out which room I'd like to stay in. It all sounds so fabulous! Have a great time and I hope to see some pictures...
Posted by: jill at April 1, 2004 07:17 AMYou capture the most amazing moments! This guy is wondering what that weird thing is (camera) and why you are holding it up to your face.
Posted by: Jane at April 1, 2004 07:07 AMI used to ride all the time as a kid. I really miss it. I like to tickle their top lip so they make wacky faces. They are such funny creatures. They are smart, but goofy like big dogs. You don't always get a sense of this because we are often intimidated by their size. This realization came to me when I went to visit a friend who raises miniature horses. I had such fun with them. I would run as fast as I could to the other side of the corral and they all ran with me. Then I would wait until they all calmed down and do it again. They loved that game. One of her little horses likes to untie shoe laces of unsuspecting visitors. I remember my riding teacher told me that horses are pack animals and want a leader so when you get in the saddle, the horse says "whose in charge?" and then it says "I hope it's not me!"