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.
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Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Photographs of Icelandic Horse History
The poster Lythorse created a slide show of the heritage of the Icelandic horses from photographs of the early 1900s. Icelandic horses were the work machines of the island--drawing plows, hauling timbers on their backs, helping with hay harvest, deliverying mail, treking with visitors, crossing rivers in open boats or swimming, and so on. This is a must see!!!
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