Monday, 1 June 2026

My horse, my Dog, our Pond.

 The first 8 years of marriage we lived on a farm, being a city girl back then I loved farm life.  My late father in law was interested in horses but no one else in the family was except me, so he bought me a pony.  I rode everyday early in the morning until she bolted after about 3 years of riding her.  If she bolted again no one would find me if I was hurt because the farm had hills and valleys and I wouldn't be easily seen.  So that was the end of that.  Father in law just bred from her after that.  (The photos are scanned)

These photos are old, the beach one was about 2008, the fishpond was after that. The only real old photo is of the pony. 



The photo is of me at a beach with lots of pebbles taking my little Shih Tzu for a walk which I did several times each day.   The place is Turners Beach on the north west coast here in Tasmania.  We used to take our caravan (the first one) in the wintertime on our weekend off if we could get away from our business.


The above photo is our once backyard when we had a goldfish pool.  It's gone now. Photos of the lilies.



6 comments:

  1. I love the pond...why is it gone? What a pity! The pony looks really handsome.

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  2. I love seeing a picture of you and the pictures you posted.

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  3. I enjoyed seeing all of these photographs.
    Those water lilies are lovely.

    All the best Jan

    PS Happy June :)

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  4. Uy me enamore de tu perrito y tu caballo. Te mando un beso.

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  5. Ah ha ! ( think a curry-combing of the mane was in order.
    I loved my "Twilight" - a grey mare who had a mind of her own but we
    did win ribbons in the pole racing events at the pony club and show events.
    Ah those were the days my friend as the song says.
    One morning as the sun was coming up I got up - naughty boy - and got on her
    for a ride along the river bank - over the logs until Twilight - enough of this rubbish
    and stopped at a long - i win over - she remined - knocked myself out and woke
    to have her nose on my face and what turned out to be broken ribs!
    Crawled back on and home and into bed.
    Time then for waking up for school - but mother saw I was in agony so I was allowed to stay in bed and a note for my sister, Lynette, to give to my cruel nun teacher, who I recall the next year was arrested to her cruelty. Brutal bitch!
    Thankfully the Moree hot baths and pool were closed for cleaning so
    my secret was safe - Still to the amazement of my doctors the now refromed
    bones ate back in place with a horse foot print!
    Ah those were the days!
    Very nice garden.
    Not too cold here this morning but my nose doesn't know that - ha ha!
    Cheers
    Colin

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  6. Some spelling mistakes! - aka - I win over - I WENT OVER!
    aka - the now refromed - THE NOW REFORMED !
    Colin

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