Between the pampas grass in the hills of Córdoba in the heart of Argentina I realise months later I left … More
“Despacio [slowly]”, he says but our horses are nothing but. With pointed ears they prance around impatiently as they listen … More
And when she runs free she doesn’t let herself be caught She watches the horses canter across the green grass … More
She tries to cut the corners as she trots and as long as I let her she will
I put my nose to the neck of the polo mare and take in a deep breathe. It’s the best … More
Thank god for the horses Who are always there When I need them
It’s been months since I’ve been in the saddle. The last few days it’s been almost unbarable. I see the … More
I walk outside and watch the horses run wild.
In South America it never takes long until I find the horses.
“What are you scared about?”, she asks. “So many things”, I reply. I fear falling off. I fear getting hurt. … More