Wild Ponies

I have no need to die, I am in heaven.
We have a local wild herd that is privately managed, no BLM, thank God.


They have much room to roam.
You can see them in the commercial that urges humans to take care of California.


Their caretaker is a diligent sort, 
managing a wild herd is no easy task. 
The herd is about 120 head, some are adopted out to suitable homes.


They are believed to be descendants of old Morgan farms that no longer exist.
These hardy creatures have roamed here for nearly 100 years,
facing weather and predators.



Those of you that were fortunate enough to immerse in Equine Guided Healing Sessions 
with the incredible, late Penny know the eternal, sagacious,  magic this blessed breed brings.


They have re-wild. I hope to learn much from them and pass it on.

Till next time, stay wild.

Comments

  1. DarlaJune 2, 2019 at 12:07 PM

    Awe inspiring ... I'm so very very happy for you -- and for them.

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  2. JJJune 2, 2019 at 6:26 PM

    There is a monument to the Wild Horses high on a hill as you are leaving Washington State. We stopped there when we began our trip cross country. https://www.wta.org/go-hiking/hikes/wild-horses-monument
    Your blog reminds me of it. A herd of wild horses ... how authentically western and close to nature can anyone get? You really are in heaven.

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