Regardless, I wanted to share that after six solid weeks of ground work, I sat on my horse today. He didn't explode. He didn't spin away. He sat underneath me, and though he tensed briefly, there was no panic in his posture. I was on top of him for maybe 30 seconds, but that was 30 quiet seconds that we hadn't had before. I got off, and cried into his neck, because I was so proud of him.
More later, once I've forced myself to eat something and crawled into bed.
I yanked my 50mm f/1.8 out today. It's a difficult lens to work with and it's not very forgiving, but I really loved this shot :) |
So happy for you! There's no such thing as time in the horse world. 30 seconds is an hour. That's all that matters.
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