Tales from the mountain – part 3
Sep 26th, 2008 by Carolyn Resnick Method
Hello. Well, it’s Friday again, so it must mean it’s time for more of Margaret’s wonderful writings. As you will have read on Wednesday, I do so enjoy what Margaret writes as you will have read in Wednesdays post on the Centaur Connection. I am very grateful too for all the comments you write, as is Margaret as you will read below.
So, have a super weekend and I will speak with you next week!
Best wishes
Carolyn
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The days are now getting shorter at the ranch. The once overflowing heart-shaped pond has shrunk into a lumpy looking potato. As the summer passed, Autumn and I watched the purple forest clover turn to the carpeting sunshiny buttercups in the meadows, which eventually fell underneath the waving oceans of daises. These were later pushed out by the prickly purple thistles and now the Queen Anne’s lace is trying its’ hardest to dress up the dry and dusty pasture. The cool autumn winds are starting torattle the skeletons of the headless thistles, that I think Autumn had a big part in plucking this season, and the mountains sit crisp, waiting for the winter rains to fall.
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Hi, It’s me Margaret…My aunt showed my grandma and grandpa my stories and they had trouble leaving a comment. I love what they wrote…it made me all teary eyed!
…HI MARGARET, I JUST SPENT THE LAST 5 DAYS WITH GRANDMA AND PAPA. I READ THEM
YOUR ARTICLE ON THE BLOG, THEY LOVED AND RESPONDED WITH THE BELOW. I HAD TROUBLE
GETTING THEIR NOTES TO GO THOURH THE BLOG. BUT, I WANTED YOU TO SEE THEIR
RESPONSE TO YOUR WRITINGS. LOVE YOU AUNT KATHLEEN
I liked the part of how Margaret realizes that special moments are to be
treashered and engraved in her memory so that they last forever in her mind.
Margaret has a beautiful way of describing things so you feel like you are
really there at the ranch, I could actually see the queens ann lace in my mind.
The more Margaret writes about Autumn I get the feeling that she must be a
fantastic horse! Lillian Ahlers Grandma
The article makes me miss my beautiful grand-daugher. However it makes me happy
that Margaret has such a special relationship with her horse that makes her even
more special to me.
Harold Ahlers Papa
Margaret, Can’t wait to read a book by you someday. I love the way you write, I feel like I am there the smell of horses the flowers and the beautiful landscape. Enjoying the updates on Autumn and your progress together. Keep writing!
Margaret,
You never cease to amaze me. Your writings tell a story that would make Rembrant want to paint a picture. Not to mention the love and dedication you have for Autumn. Anyone that braves the dark with a pocket knife to ward off a mountain lion so they can be with their horse is not only a true champion, but a person with so much love and warmth in their heart to connect with such a beautiful animal. I can see it now, horse and rider have become one on that misty mountain ride, the moon your spotlight and you the brightest star.
Keep the tales from the mountain coming to keep us so intrigued.
Roger G.
Hi, Margaret!
What a lovely story! I always enjoy reading your postings here, not to mention seeing the beautiful pictures that go along with them
Keep up the good work! Can’t wait to hear about what adventures fall brings for you and Autumn.
Margaret, I love the part about Autumn’s horse loves. It reminds me of a young girls first love and her first heart break. It was cute to read. Autumn is one of the most beautifuls horses I have ever seen. She will be chased by all the males her whole life hahaha. Anyway your writing really takes me to another place I love it. I love the description that the pond turned into a lumpy potato. That’s a funny and great image! Love you stories! Keep up that writing!
dear margaret, how beautiful,thank you for sharing, it is so nice to read, i am going to do the same in my herd and one day in the moonlight we will also film it – so we can share the beautiful connection with more people
looking for the same
stina
Thank you for sharing your heart within this magical experience. Connecting with my horses in their world is just the best, as you related too. I have never seeked out my horses in the moonlight, but certainly given me inspriation to do so – especially when the moon is full and a small chill in the air fresh as only autumn can be. So thankyou today is my birthday and reading your story is a very wonderful gift.
Shirley
Again Margaret, I felt like I was with you in the moon lit meadow. I can just picture the sheer beauty of the night and your excitement to be on your horse at one with her. Great story!!
What a beautiful piece, Margaret! Of course I chuckled with the thought of William with hearts in his eyes for Autumn. It’s so true! He lurves her.
I have yet to get to the ranch after dark, and after reading this piece, I’ll make sure to get up there before the rains. I used to visit William a lot in Fieldbrook in the middle of the night. I’d like to think he misses my midnight visits.
Thank you for sharing! I’d love to share some of these with my 7th graders. I think your imagery is superb for little minds (as well as aged ones:)
Dear Margaret,
When I come to visit I’ll take a look and maybe we’ll be able to solve the problem. I’m going up your way sometime in November.
Thank you for your gratefullness and your growing connection with Amber and your amazing skill in touching all of our hearts.
Carolyn
Hi Margaret,
You are incredibly brave. But what a beautiful story. Can’t wait for the next issue.
Diane
Carolyn,
Let’s make plans for a visit! Margaret
You can come anytime, we’d love to have you! Your advice of just spending time with Autumn gave me an understanding of her that I could never get from a book, video or lesson trainer. You told me how to find it, you told me to be with Autumn and learn from her. We’ve been having fun working at liberty and doing little obstacle courses in the ring which she loves. The more stuff I have in the ring the more interseting it is for her. I do need some help though. Everytime she trots next to me at Liberty she shakes her head and pins her ears and looks like a grump. I’m not sure if she’s being a bossy herder in her mind. Do you have any ideas? Otherwise she’s fine. Maybe I can have a friend video her. Please thank Mark for his steller editing
Hi Margaret. I don’t want to visit, I want to move in with you! What a superb situation you have, and what a gifted writer you are! My nose tickled with hay fever at your wildflower descriptions, and I laughed out loud at your first unsuccessful attempts to hop on Autumn. How many times have I done that? It looks so easy when someone else does it! Thank heavens for those embankments, and I don’t even have a Belgian! Thank you most for sharing your magical moment with us. Aren’t you glad you followed your instincts and decided to go visit Autumn that evening? I’ve never had the opportunity to have that experience, but I’ve dreamed about it ever since I was a little girl. It’s nice to know moments like that really do happen.
Dear Margret,
I would like to come and visit you, Amber and her world this season. Is this possible?
Carolyn Resnick
Thank you for describing your wonderful moments together! I can clearly see the picture before my eyes. Just yesterday I rested among my small herd of six (Icelandics), right after I took them out of the pasture (they are on a diet…). In that moment they always take a rest to ‘belly out’ (as we call it in Dutch
). I decided to just ‘Be’ among them and enjoy their radiation of softness and peace, so I sat down in the sand and they all accepted me naturally as being one of them. I can think of nothing more relaxing than this and it’s all for free!
I can’t paint with words as wonderfully as you did, especially not in English, but just wanted to share my little peaceful moment.