Ok ya’ll, I am going to be real with you for a second.
I hate the cold.
I hate it SO much! I see single digits and nearly break down into tears. This Southern girl just can’t handle cold weather.
Non horse people see snow as this glorious, beautiful day off full of relaxation and wonder.
(my pup Groot! He LOVES the snow!)
Most equestrians see snow on the forecast and moan. This means frozen water troughs, blankets, ice, frozen finger and toes. AKA: Extra work and extra hours in frigid temperatures.
Then when it thaws it leaves a muddy mess everywhere!
For us down here in the South, rarely is it just soft powdery snow. There is usually a layer of ice underneath, so no riding for us. Ugh, THE WORST.
As much as I would love to sit here and complain about the cold weather and snow, I totally had a blast photographing the horses in the snow.
My mare Athena (the sorrel pinto) was dancing, prancing, and leaping into the air. She truly looked like the most elegant ballerina. It was breaktaking!
Then you have horses like Ocho who would barrel through snow drifts, sending snow flying everywhere as he burst through them all powerful and thunderous. It was thrilling!
Somehow the magic of snow made the horses so much more surreal and breathtaking.
Watching and photographing the horses playing in the snow for 45 minutes was a blast!
But then almost simultaneously, the wonder and excitement of snow wore off for both horses and humans and we were all reminded how wet and cold we were. We packed up and headed for warmth in the barn, now finished with the snow, wishing it away back up north.
I am grateful for amazing memories such was snow days with the ponies. But I think I can speak for all parties involved, we will not be looking forward to snow, ice, or frigid temperatures again for a very long time.
But it did make for some beautiful images. ❤