What happens when a horsemad Ould Wagon moves from Cork to Provence with 2 horses, 2 dogs and a Long Suffering Husband? Why, she gets a third dog, discovers Natural Horsemanship à la Française, starts writing short stories and then discovers a long-buried talent for art, of course…
Ok, so there haven’t been too many horse posts recently. That doesn’t mean I haven’t been doing horsey stuff, it’s just that it’s so damn pretty here with the views and the spring flowers and the new leaves coming and then there were the funny tomatoes, they all had to be shared with the world…
The fields of narcissi just outside of Céreste are in full bloom, so I have bunches of them in the house, the smell is divine! I posted photos of them on my Facebook page, I think you should be able to see them if you click HERE even if you’re not on Facebook.
Anyway, to horses… can you imagine my shock when I arrived up to the farm the other day and found THIS??
Has all that rain finally caused my little dun horse to shrink?? Or has Flurry been working hard in a secret laboratory hidden behind his field shelter and did he finally succeed in cloning himself, to produce a Mini-Me?
Thankfully, I found the real Flurry shortly after and we went for a Dog Edification ride.
We’re still trying to get Cookie used to the horses. She’s getting better, but every so often she has a go at them – a bit of a bark and a growl. She was great on the ride, only had one little hissy fit near Flurry’s hind legs and the rest of the time trotted contentedly behind (on the retractable leash, of course). Maybe this time next year she’ll be a trekking dog, you never know.
We passed these beauties :
They’re in a newly-fenced off area at the back of the Farm. Aero nearly died with excitement the first time we met them. So did I (but not in a good way).
Flurry is really good with the Long Ears-es now, even when they bray.
Cookie wasn’t too impressed with these at all, and kept telling them to go away, in dog language, but they took no notice of her, which was good.
A little later, Flurry agreed to give Cinnamon another riding lesson.
She’s a bit nervous. If she was human, she’d be one of those beginners who hunches up into the foetal position. I suspect this will never work and we will have to leave her with her dog-sitters when we go for long treks.
The horses’ feet are drying up and hardening now that the rain has gone and they are both noticeably more confident barefoot on rough ground. There is a lot of dry, flaky frog to chip off and I’m hoping that when it’s all gone there’ll be lovely healthy frogs underneath – fingers crossed!
Aero’s hind feet have gone DOWN a size in boots – thank goodness I didn’t sell his Size 2 Renegades! Hoof trimmers, is it possible that their feet expand and contract with depending on the amount of moisture they’re exposed to? Or is it more likely that the flare on his hind feet is growing out?
They’re getting a few hours of grass every day now, and I think it’ll only be a matter of weeks before they have that glossy, summer look, especially Aero whose coat has been looking a little rough.
Finally, a gratuitous Happy Me & Flurry picture. I ❤ this horse!
Most Sunday mornings we go to Reillanne market. We meet up with some of the expats who live around here, enjoy a chat, coffee, glass of rosé, whatever…. and I usually buy veggies for a couple of days. I was at one stall, where they sell mostly organic stuff, and I spotted these guys.
Well, of course I had to buy them. Think of the endless possibilities for fun!
There’s no doubt, one could get smutty…
but I chose a different path…
I have to confess that initially, I hadn’t noticed the second “interesting” tomato. Perhaps his glum expression made him harder to spot…
The Tomato brothers have taken up residence in the fridge. They make me smile every time I open it.
But, sadly, they WILL be eaten this week!

