Saturday, November 16, 2013

Going West

It’s been almost ten years since I’ve been out West. Last week, we went to San Francisco for my brother-in-law’s wedding, and I was lucky enough to spend a day in Point Reyes Station where a dear old friend of mine is living.  I was surprised that rather than grey, wet skies, we were greeted by dry, warm sunny desert air. The scent of the eucalyptus and the sight of those long open horizons were just what my soul needed to feel revived.

It’s a nice place to be a horse, and we saw many of them, grazing and running on the wide-open range.  I missed my girls, but I knew that they were being pampered and well-loved at home.  I fell in love with Toby’s Feed Barn, a place where you can buy hay, visit the art gallery, find fresh local vegetables and fruits at their farmer’s market, take a yoga class and sit on a bale of hay and listen to an interesting guest speaker or a band play.  It’s the kind of community spirit that I long for, and it was inspiring to see how well it works for everyone who lives there.

I came home to frigid cold weather in New England. My dear old mare, Silk, had a rough week, almost colicking from the abrupt temperature shift.  While I love the green and the stone walls and cozy fires in the fireplace in anticipation of winter, there’s a part of my heart that still lives in the West and probably always will.  It brings me to the edge, the frontier that is buried inside of me, and staring out at that big horizon makes me feel that everything is possible if I reach for it.

"All America lies at the end of the wilderness road, and our past is not a dead past, but still lives in us. Our forefathers had civilization inside themselves, the wild outside. We live in the civilization they created, but within us, the wilderness still lingers. What they dreamed, we live, and what they lived, we dream."  TK Whipple


Grey Horse Matters said...

Glad you're home again with your girls. I love the West too for all the reasons you mentioned. But I like it here too. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to live in all the places we love depending on the seasons.

Lori Skoog said...

It's nice that you could go out west for a visit. I guess there are things we can appreciate everywhere. Glad that there was no colic and you are now back home to make sure the girls are alright. We are in the low 60s today...not too many days ago we had a record breaking 17 degrees in the morning.

Oak in the Seed said...

It's good to get away from routine to a place meaningful to you, especially when you have trusted ranch hands taking care of your girls. Glad Silk is okay and you are back home and keeping the home fires warm.

billie said...

I'm glad you had the chance to go west and re-visit the landscape out there - I know you miss it!

And am so sorry to hear that Silk had some issues - I hope she is doing well now and that the winter season is kind to her.

We have had some ups and downs in weather already - the crazy south that can be 70s one day and 20s the next - and I am finally at the place where I could say to myself: thank goodness Salina is free from this. It was tough on her knees - the joints seemed to get better and worse with the severe changes in weather and barometric pressure.

Calm, Forward, Straight said...

Hoping that the weather stabilizes for Silk - those sudden changes always worry me.

After enjoying an unlimited horizon for ages now, I'm not sure I could live anywhere else. Then again I have a friend who feels much more secure nestled in a mountain valley...

Thanks for the rehab info - much appreciated. :D