I like taking photos of horses at my yard. I’ve got a camera that is a DSLR (entry level model). I said I’d happily point a camera at any ponies who were in over the weekend in the snow if their owners fancied it. In the event, not many were in when I went down first thing. The head groom also loves taking photos and has a much better camera than me, and us much better at the editing. She has the ride on the dressage instructor’s horse. Both of us have the same problem: billions of photos of other people and their horses... none of us with ours.
Going back to the yard on Sunday late a.m. getting ready to go, something in my wardrobe caught my eye... so I lobbed it in the boot of my car.
Found the groom just leaving (it was her day off but she was up to do her horse). I said “I’ve got my wedding dress in the car.”
I’ve never seen anyone say “YES” so fast, so emphatically, plead with me to let her go and get her camera, and then beg me not to give the opportunity to anyone else!! (There is nobody else who would do it, for starters).
Turns out this was a bucket list item of hers, and had been for years!
So I ended up with a cracking set of photos.
What the camera doesn’t show, is Flash thought I was wearing the equivalent of a Flappy Builders’ merchant bag, that normally resides on a driveway we pass when our hacking. LOL. He bricks himself about it every time we go past. He reminds me of Tommy Cooper and shutting himself behind the curtain and acting surprised. Literally. Every. Time.
He took a little convincing to stand next to me with all four feet on the floor! My husband has suggested this confirms his status is now officially the “other man”.
Me & my handsome prince:
Going back to the yard on Sunday late a.m. getting ready to go, something in my wardrobe caught my eye... so I lobbed it in the boot of my car.
Found the groom just leaving (it was her day off but she was up to do her horse). I said “I’ve got my wedding dress in the car.”
I’ve never seen anyone say “YES” so fast, so emphatically, plead with me to let her go and get her camera, and then beg me not to give the opportunity to anyone else!! (There is nobody else who would do it, for starters).
Turns out this was a bucket list item of hers, and had been for years!
So I ended up with a cracking set of photos.
What the camera doesn’t show, is Flash thought I was wearing the equivalent of a Flappy Builders’ merchant bag, that normally resides on a driveway we pass when our hacking. LOL. He bricks himself about it every time we go past. He reminds me of Tommy Cooper and shutting himself behind the curtain and acting surprised. Literally. Every. Time.
He took a little convincing to stand next to me with all four feet on the floor! My husband has suggested this confirms his status is now officially the “other man”.
Me & my handsome prince:
how lucky are you. Hubby is right, he is the other man, as it should be 
