I grew up on a dairy farm, and saw calves born, cows die, chickens hatch, roosters strut and crow, groom special calves for the then-called Calf Club Days, but we had one horse, for me to ride to primary school. The only other horse I might have seen would have been the Clydesdale Teams, at the Franklin A & P Show, at Pukekohe.
Yesterday a friend phoned, and said would we like to visit? Yes please.
I drove, to the farm down the track, and we walked to the far paddock.
Frankie That , the proud Mum, and her foal, exactly 12 hours old, born at 3 a.m. All went well, a 10 minute labour, after a few days of showing signs of imminent birth. A Bay girl, beautiful, legs, ears and tail ,and one white hoof, all in perfect order, just what any new Mum would wish for,Frankie is 14, her first foal, she was very protective.
Without further ado, here are the photos, for me, maybe the best experience of my photography days . Please click on each photo for more details.
Ann has asked for some name suggestions, I will pass them all on to her.
Here is Bella, just over one year old, so friendly, nuzzled up to each of us in turn, and a close-up was so close it was way too blurry.
Quotation of the day, an Arabian Proverb
“The wind of heaven is that
which blows between a horse's ears.”
Greetings from Jean