By Living Room Realty, June 13, 2019
Or gallop. Or canter. Or even walk really.
No matter the gait, the journey is great. Well worth the wait. Don’t you be late.
‘Twill elevate your heart-rate. Concentrate, while you perambulate.
Horses.
They’ve been apart of our lives for about 6000 years since we began domesticating wild breeds. They’ve been integral to the advancement of our own species for millennia. Only in the last century or more have widespread equine partnerships diminished as we sought to increase our horsepower through mechanical avenues. Our hoofed companions now occupying a much smaller niche of practicality; their novelty and draw now less utilitarian and more recreational.
We owe our own American Westward expansion and exploration to these majestic beasts. How fondly do we look upon the Golden Age of the West, steeped in horse-drawn imagery: cowboys galloping across the plains and plateaus; stage coaches speeding through canyons; hunters on saddle stalking the great grass leviathans; hitching posts and horse-rails in every town and outpost. Even still do we have hitching loops imbedded in our city streets as a reminder of our dependence on horses.
The quilt of the American experience is stitched together by horses. (Not literally. Hooves are no good at fine needle-work.) And so the onus is on us to honor these beasts of burden. To celebrate them with use and care and, sure, an apple or cube of sugar sometimes. You don’t need opposable digits to enjoy and deserve a treat. Commune yourself with the equine community at Highland Stables.
