I often wonder what Capprichio sees, what is the record of his world that is held in his body, in the tissue of his memory.
I often wonder what Capprichio sees, what is the record of his world that is held in his body, in the tissue of his memory.
Some horses in my life have a generosity of spirit that makes them particularly precious to me. My Andalusian stallion Capprichio is one. The Mustang stallion Nelson is another. The glorious Friesian, Sanne, is another. These horses seem to have time to just be, to stand with you, to ask nothing. Just share breath and space. I think it has to do with a certain confidence that they share. Other horses can nudge and fidget – want to know what is next or why are you there. I find myself drawn to these three because there is a sense of kindness and wholeness about them. Moments spent with them – grazing, standing, stroking, even training – are healing, calming, deeply refreshing. Horse peace.