Friday, July 29

[gottawonder]

Today I am grateful for:

Trying to get some more crap on the truck to go to the dump. My husband agreed that a different set of old cupboards, being stored in a different shed almost since we moved here, is not useful to us. So they went on the truck.

We sorted through a box of light fixtures that we took out of the trailer when we tore it down, and some were broken, and most of them can go to the Habitat for Humanity.

We agreed on a few other things in the sea can as being items that can go to Habitat for Humanity as well. They will have to wait a while to actually go, but at least we have identified them.

The guy who lives in the city who has been helping us with our house is building a garage. My husband and I agreed a while ago that a stack of old plywood (that we don't have a plan for, that my husband got for free from a job site) that has taken up most of the car bay of the garage for years can go to our friend to help him build his garage.

He had a guy come out to look at our big concrete pad and hopefully he can give us an estimate on what it will cost to have it mud-jacked level again.

Then my Sweetie worked a bit on a window frame while I went to see River.

It was very hot and muggy today, but his breathing was okay. It's making me think that his breathing is mostly not great if there is a lot of smoke in the air, or dust.

He did well with backing today, I still had to use some body energy but less. He did well with side-passing away from me.

I rode with the neck rope today, and he was willing to halt and back up from it.

Then we had a huge thunder storm, with heavy rain. Very dramatic.

We watched more of "The Boys".

I learned a bit about the Adamites, who were a 15th century sect that took up the practice of going naked through towns and villages. They considered exclusive marriage to be a sin, and that the chaste were unworthy to enter heaven.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adamites

Comments

[ratunderpaper]

Huge progress with your storage hooey! A cathartic purging of hooey is a great relief!

[gottawonder]

We just have too much stuff everywhere in our garage and sheds. In our home, too, but that is my fault and I love most of it.

It feels good to move stuff we neither need nor love. There is already so much more room in the sea can, so that we can actually get to some of the other stuff.

[ratunderpaper]

If you love all of your stuff, it's probably a good idea to rotate the use and/or display of it seasonally.

I do not love all the stuff here, and I don't think forever storage is a good idea.
I have impressed upon a denizen that if one wishes to keep all one's posters and childhood whatnot, it's best to frame and put up the posters and to have access to displaying and/or enjoying the toys. You don't keep things you really like in boxes forever.

[gottawonder]

Yes, framing at least a few of the best posters and displaying them can sometimes look pretty good, depending on the posters.

I don't know what it is about the stuff we had as kids. We've outgrown it, but it's tough to part with.

I don't know that I have any of my childhood posters left, but I still have a few stuffed animals and some model horses. I really didn't have a ton of toys as a kid. I spent so much time outside with the horses right from the beginning that it just wasn't a big thing for me. I also read a lot.

[ratunderpaper]

Did you read Misty of Chincoteague? It was one of my favourite childhood books. There was another one about Misty's foal, Stormy, but I don't remember the title. I used to write poems about horses after going to a riding camp when I was 10.

I have shadow boxes with Liddle Kiddles in them over my bed. I had a zillion toys, but only a few remain.

[gottawonder]

I loved those books. I also read all of the Black Stallion books, Black Beauty (of course).

The film "The Black Stallion" is still astonishing. The boy in that film really did work with that horse, and the scene where he works with the horse and gains his trust on the island really could happen. That film makes me cry every time in at least three places.

[ratunderpaper]

When I visited Chincoteague many years ago, I looked along the shoreline to see if there were any wild horses galloping around.

I didn't realise that Misty wasn't really a wild horse, but I liked the idea that she was!

[gottawonder]

Those ponies are feral, but otherwise pretty much as wild in the true sense that you can get in North America.

Basically they are the descendants of domestic ponies that have been left to their own devices for a long, long time.

There are otherwise no truly wild horses in most of the world, because they have been domesticated for so long. All of the horses we think of as wild are the descendants of domestic horses.

The only actual wild horses are Przwalski's horses of Eastern Europe/Asia. They look like the horses in the cave paintings.

[ratunderpaper]

The story of Misty was slightly fabricated, though, suggesting she was born of wild ponies.

[gottawonder]

Yes, at that time they just called them wild horses/wild ponies, and didn't really explain what that meant. I don't know that at that time, anyone would have thought of that as a fabrication, because that's just what they called them. No one made the distinction between wild and feral.

If you had farm cats that couldn't be pet, they were called "wild" too.

In all honesty though, a feral horse/pony is just as wild as you would think. They can take care of themselves.