I visited Bob a week or two ago…well I actually visited with all of the horses…we walked the fields and I decided to use Bob as a picture frame again. Just a lazy hour with the horses…the best medicine ever.
I stopped over to see Melvin yesterday…it was the first time in a number of weeks. (OH!..for all of you who are new to the blog…Melvin owns the herd of horses that I photograph…) Melvin seems to be doing well! I took a little basket with some Easter candy in it to him and I think he liked that…He had me open a large trunk that sits in his living room…he wanted to show me all of the little Easter decorations that his wife used to sit on the shelves at the house. She liked to decorate for all of the seasons and the trunk had all of her little treasures in it. He encouraged me to take things out of the trunk and I think he just wanted to see them again and share his wife with me a little..She died in 2001 in a car accident. He talked about her a lot yesterday….so sweet and we shared some sadness…It’s not the same thing at all, but I told him that my cat of 17 years, Zero, had passed on Thursday…and for some reason that triggered his thoughts of his wife.
I went out with him to put the horses in the barn for the night….he gets around very slowly…walker to the front door, walker to the steps on the porch…cane down the steps to his golf cart…a cane to open and close the door for the horses and then a walker once they’re inside. I go on ahead of him to the horses…he doesn’t want ANY help getting around, so I leave him to it…(I sneak a look every now and then to make sure he’s doing all right). I took a few quick shots while the horses were waiting for Melvin to get there and then I took one of Melvin…I JUST LOVE THIS PHOTO!!!!!!!
So following along the lines of my visit with Melvin…on this very special weekend, celebrate the love and the life that was given to us.
Love to you all….Zannyro.
After being gone for five weeks…I was anxious to visit Melvin, Bob and the rest of “The Boys”…For those of you who haven’t met Melvin and “The Boys”..Melvin is the most wonderful man, he is 85 and still gets out every day to let the horses out in the morning…and back into the barn every evening…I wrote my book “Being Bob”, about Bob and the herd…had to do something with all of the pictures I’ve taken of them.
I decided to stop over early yesterday before the snow storm came..(it brought us 9 inches)…
When I first walked up to the fence Bob was the first one to come to the barn door…but, he took
awhile to size me up…
Slowly he left the barn and stood and stared at me, as if to say, “Is that you?”
I think he finally got me figured out, because over he came to see me!
He let me pet him and say hello and then the rest of the boys came out of the barn..circled me a bit and then, single file, they walked over to the adjoining pasture…so of course I followed “the muddy men”…
I don’t know if they were glad to see me or what..but Bob and Mac started to play..they went zooming past me back to the other pasture and they played and played…then they raced back to the other pasture and got so rowdy that Mac FELL DOWN!!…before I could move he was back up and they were playing again..such a treat for me! ( Now don’t worry, they don’t hurt each other…it’s just play).
Is it just me?, or does Mac look a little like a camel in the image above??
Before I knew it, I needed to head home and as I started to walk away, the herd left what they were doing and followed me back to the barn…Bob came over to be petted one more time and as I did, he reached down and nuzzled the camera and gave my scarf a little nip.
As I left the yard and chained the gate behind me, Bob stood and watched me…….and of course I got a little emotional…what am I going to do?…I love this horse…
I went over to see Melvin a few days ago, to find out how his Christmas had been……He had a really nice Holiday and a good New Years….
After we visited awhile, it was time for me to leave but I wanted to say hi to the horses before I left. They had been out in the barnyard when I first got there, but they had gone into the barn..it was really cold, 16 degrees F….. I went to my car to change into my boots and after I pulled the first boot on I noticed that Bob had come out of the barn and was walking toward the fence..he was coming to see me! I went about the business of getting my other boot on and gathering up my camera and when I turned around, this is what I saw….
Melvin is SO HAPPY!! The article about his herd and his life came out and it’s awesome…Lois Lane did a tremendous job writing the article! And just for the record…they still love her better than me…they ran right past me, AGAIN…….So without further ado…here it is! OOPS…One ” Ado”…If you would like to say hi to Melvin and Bob, I’m going to tell him where all of you Bob lovers are from..so feel free to say Howdy!
http://www.news-sentinel.com/section/LIVING Just run your mouse over the top part and you should be able to click on “more”..or just click on the link below.
I’m not going to present you with a written poem……I’m going to show you a few images…for me there is an unwritten “poetry” of movement, of “flow”…I’m not expressing this well. I visited Bob the horse and the herd yesterday..and Melvin, their owner. I hadn’t seen them in perhaps a month and it’s always this sense of relief…of contact with an integral part of myself when I return to the farm.
To have the herd respond to seeing me by running to the fence in greeting was just the best feeling…and such a surprise. I love the fact that in these images, Joe, just as I describe in my book..is in the lead, the head of the herd, while Bob brings up the rear. I need to mention that these images were taken with my new Nikon coolpix p510…just the MOST remarkable camera…I’m so impressed with the zoom results…
Back to my visit………..I just wanted to share these images of the herd with you….it’s been awhile since I took you all over to visit Bob and “The boys”. Bob says Hi and wants me to let you know that he might actually have his own T-shirt available in the future…LOL! That Bob, he’s taking this whole celebrity thing FAR too seriously…next thing you know..he’ll want his own reality TV show. I love the herd, but I don’t think I could handle following FIVE diva’s around all day, video-taping their every move…also…it seems that in every reality show there’s a lot of cursing and drinking and I don’t think that five drunk horses all swearing at each other would be much fun to watch….
But to be serious…I think these images of the herd galloping toward me are probably among my all time favorite images…and I hope that you enjoy them
No doubt, you can guess that this image wasn’t taken this summer…but early spring…when we
still hand green grass….
Bob was having a lovely day, the bluebirds were singing and I was a happy girl
I visited with Bob and Melvin again just recently…and surprisingly, yet again, Bob walked
right up to me and laid his head up against my leg…ever so slightly…It was high in the 90′s
and the horses had a fine sheen of sweat on them…They went to the woods first thing, but
came back to the barn…too hot even in the woods…
Melvin called out to me to stop back in the house before I left..he had a book he wanted
to show me….it was a scrapbook from 2000…showing pictures of Melvin
working in the field with a team of horses, even some horses pulling a sleigh!
Loved visiting with Melvin…but the house must have been 100 degrees and I
was wiping sweat off my face like crazy…Melvin didn’t even break a sweat and he
was wearing coveralls!!! I think he’s a better man than I am!
I have NO IDEA what is going on here….
You know the other day when I did the post on the Mugger squirrel, trying
to hypnotize the Little Squirrel of the Woods??
I listened to the Little Squirrel of the Woods’ instructions
and I’m starting to quack like a duck….
(don’t all hypnotists make you quack like a duck? Or is it a
chicken?) O.k. So maybe I didn’t hypnotize myself to be totally accurate…
I know something has happened for sure and I’m blaming it on the Mugger
Squirrel…, I’ve been walking around in a fog….and all I
want to do is to take a nap! Obviously, not enough chocolate has been
consumed, but that was my goal….didn’t know how much sugar must have
been flowing through my veins…..so now……………………………………………
Since the energy is LOWWWWWW….I’m just going to post a few of the images
I love…..there are too many, so you might get tired of hearing me say that I “love”
an image…but I love most all of them…..
After you look at them I want you all to yell as loudly as you can….
WAKE UP ZANNYRO !!!!!!!!!
Bob and Mac can never resist an audience, so they put on a show for the two “lurkers” in the background…
THIS IS HOW I FEEL……
I am happy to announce that “Being Bob”, the story of a horse…
is now available on Amazon.com!
I’m going to get a little choked up here….but….you know I’ve been waiting
to see my second little dream, bookwise, come true..and now it has.
You can find it on Amazon..if you go to Amazon and type in “Being Bob” Suzanne Rogers,
and of course I’m putting all of that info on the side of the blog…I’ll figure out how to
get an order button underneath,,,but you really don’t need any of this, if you just
click on the image on the right of the blog.
Thanks for all of the supportive, kind words that you’ve sent me as I traveled this
Am I happy? Yes….I’m VERY happy…
This came in the mail today….
My ”Physical Proof” of “Being Bob” arrived today…
One “click” if I approve the book and “Being Bob” will officially
come into existence…..
For those of you who asked in your comments to a previous post..if
the image shown was to be the cover of the book….I goofed…
THIS is the cover image of the book…Bob sticking his tongue out at us.
Well…..he’s getting closer.
Today I pushed the very scary button and approved the final digital proof for my new book…”Being Bob”.
Many of you have met Bob before on this blog and you know how special he is to me…he’s not mine, but he is mine.
I cannot wait to hold a physical proof of the book in my hands and to know that Bob is once and for all, mine to keep.
This book tells the story of a horse ( a very REAL horse ), who struggles with the question of who he is and if who he is, is good enough.
I meet people all of the time who, even as adults still deal with this issue.
I think we all take this journey in life, and so I hope that with humor and love, the message is once more put out there……love yourself, accept yourself.
On the back of this book, I was able to put down how wonderful it was to walk the fields with Bob the horse these last two years.
Many, many years ago, I walked the fields of my Grandparents horse farm with my older brother.
Golden days of summer will never be forgotten…and neither will the brother that I lost and the horse that I love.
this afternoon, incredible. The wind was gusting at 50 miles an hour…and on impulse, I decided
to pay a visit to “the boys”.
I hadn’t been over to see them in months and I wasn’t prepared for the welcome I received.
In all of my other visits the herd was curious, polite, and aloof. Yes, I could take their photo.
Yes,they would tolerate me in the field with them as long as I understood that they would follow me if it was determined that
I was a threat to National Security.
They do not trust my camera bag, and if I sit it down and walk away the bomb squad, consisting of Joe and Bob, comes over.
Keeping to a safe distance, they glare at it.
If they glare at ME, I remove MYSELF to a safe distance and try not to make eye contact.
Today was different. As you can see they grouped up and proceeded to meet me as I entered
the gate. WELL! You would have thought I had grown a tail and a mouth full of gigantic teeth.
I was welcomed as if I was a long lost brother! Joe,,Head of the Herd,,came up to get many, many pats on the head.
Bob repeatedly came up to me for conversation, pats on the head,and grand gestures of affection.
If I tell all of my secrets, don’t repeat this one… (I actually gave them each a kiss on the forehead), after which I stood in amazement. To be allowed to pat their neck’s and brush back their crazy wind-blown hair was one thing. To bestow a kiss?
The memory will last me all my life.
So feast your eyes on Blond Bob, the herd, and Jack rolling in the mud. You can then
imagine me sitting here. Full up with the wonderful feeling that I get when I’ve looked at
life through the lens and felt the warm gentle breath on my face of a most spectacular