I call my horse Lilly "Brumby" as a term of endearment. But I didn't make the word up! In Australia a wild horse is called a brumby or brumbie. The word derives from the name of a Major William Brumby, an early 19th century settler from England who was a noted breeder of horses. Through the years a large number of his stock escaped and became feral. Another possible origin of the word-Booramby, Aborigine for wild.
This weekend I went to an event that combined a fashion show with a party and it took place in a riding arena. In case you might not believe me, I have posted some pictures to share. Yep, that's an arena all right.
The models wearing the fashion show clothes came down an aisle, almost like they were horses. Look, there's Jackie K on the other side with her red solo cup!
There were in fact a few horses in the show. They had no trouble with the band, the loud, yammering people and all the flashes going off. Later I learned they were wearing earplugs. I took a few snaps of them which came out crappy. They were warmblood crosses. And quite tall.
Naturally, I had to check out the tack room. It was pretty tidy.
And completely focused on english riding.
I also spent the weekend with Lilly. I didn't get any good photos because we were in the ring and I have to concentrate more when I am with her there. But I did get this picture of the neighbor's guinea hens who eyed me suspiciously before loudly running off.
And now I am off to investigate recipes for rhubarb pie!
I hope you have enjoyed reading my blog! One day I hope to make it bigger and better! Click on the words "Older Posts" right above this note if you would like to see more entries about me and my brumby.