Shannon has been riding Blessi on the trails. There are bears in those woods so Shannon wanted some bells. Herman the stable owner donated part of a Christmas decoration and we attached it to Blessi's saddle. Voila!!!! An alarm system to to alert the bears.
Of course the chiming of bells always reminds me of Edgar Allen Poe's poem "The Bells." The words go so well with how Shannon and Blessi sound going merrily down the trail. (I changed the word "sledges" to "Blessi".)
"Hear the Blessi with the bells-
Silver bells!
What a world of merriment
their melody foretells!
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,
In the icy air of
night!
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens, seem to
twinkle
With a crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort
of Runic rhyme,
To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells
From the
bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells-
From the jingling and the
tinkling of the bells."
As a little girl, I always wanted a pony for Christmas. Santa never brought me a pony. So in my late 40s, I started taking horseback riding lessons. When I turned 50, I got my first horse, an Icelandic named Blessi (Veigar frá Búðardal). Little did I know how much fun life with an Icelandic was going to be. Blessi has a unique perspective on life. I hope you enjoy reading about it as much as I enjoy Blessi. And you will probably read about my cats from time to time.
Pages
- Postings
- Jules Verne & Icelandic Horse
- Icelandic Pony in William Morris' Kitchen
- Icelandic Horse Books
- Icelandic Breeding Standards
- Best of Blessi Stories
- Is this trotty, pacey or clear tolt or rack
- MCOA Hereditary Eye Defect in Silver Dapples
- Bone Spavin in the Icelandic Horse
- Laminitis
- Velkomin, Bienvenu--How to translate Blessiblog
- MtDNA Origins of the Icelandic Horse
- Icelandic Horse Twins--A Wonderful and Cautionary Tale
- Using World Fengur
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