“Some changes look negative on the surface, but you will soon realize that space is being created in your life for something new to emerge.” ~ Eckhart Tolle
Stacy Yelton and I took to an adventure to the Kentucky Horse Park. Even though I’ve been there before, I’d never had the chance to experience the various shows, like Horses of the World and Hall of Champions. The former was my favorite. I enjoyed all the horses of course, but I fell in love with the Arabian (above) all over again. When that horse began to walk sideways, proud and strong, I was completely smitten. The beautiful blue eyes of the Gypsy Vanner (below) were captivating, too.
We also enjoyed the International Museum of the Horse with their beautiful exhibit on, guess what? Arabians! The whole museum was wonderful, truly. Near the end of our very hot and sweaty day we meandered over to the Saddlebred Museum where Stacy tried her hand at a few of their… younger exhibit props. My job was to take advantage of the situation, of course, as evidenced above. The little girl on the horse behind Stacy was having almost as much fun as I was I think.
Stacy and I commented that all of the riders in Horses of the World were women. “A man and his dog, and a girl and her horse,” Stacy said. A truth obvious even in the gift shop. Noted, too, the museum’s acknowledgment of horsemen who were/are not white, such as the groom above with Kentucky Derby and Preakness winner, Funny Cide. A short film in the Saddlebred museum looks at the best horsemen America ever had as being freed slaves from Kentucky, although the Nez Perce might disagree. But they, too, are recognized as vastly able horsemen. There was a nice piece on the Buffalo Soldiers, and several places in the museum featured the winningest jockey of all time, Isaac Murphy, an African American man from Fayette County, Kentucky. Of course, no visit to the park is complete without paying respects to the greatest race horse that ever lived, Man-O-War, a.k.a. Big Red. He’s buried beneath his stature just inside the entrance. Although Secretariat isn’t buried at the Park, the entrance hosts this fantastic bronze of him, too (below). He was also called Big Red. Coincidence? It was an awesome adventure day, start to finish.
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