Three Gray Mares.......and a Familiar Face.......

Hope

Part 1


Once we finally got past the trio of mares visiting lytha as we stood in Gypcy's stall, we moved around the outside corner of the barn and onto the stalls of Legs' three oldest gray daughters.

Those three mares' stalls are faced the direction of the round pen and can be seen easily both from the road and from the red barn where Legs lives. The sight of their three gray faces looking over their stall walls nearly always takes my breath away.

The mare in the first stall behind Gypcy is Hope. She is the mare that asn be seen in lytha's pics trying to reach lytha as she visited with Echo and Gypcy. Hope is the oldest of Lilly's daughters and has championships in halter. She is started under saddle and has several gears at the trot and she absolutely loves being able to demonstrate them.

While Hope is bigger than her mother, the midget mare, she is probably only 14.2 hands and very refined. While Hope has a big attitude she is very ladylike in expressing it. Everything about her screams "MARE!" but she's never had a snippy marish attitude, just a confidence about her that says she a queen.


Faith

Stalled right next to Hope is her full sister, Faith. Faith is just a larger version of Hope. She was only shown once as a yearling and despite being so terrified of the crowd she would not stand for the judges she still placed sixth in a very large class of nice fillies. The trainer who showed her was so disappointed in himself because he'd not prepared this filly for the crowd that he changed how he showed youngsters from that point forward. To his way of thinking Faith would have easily won the class had she been able to stand up for the judges.


Rose

Then right next to Faith there is another gray mare, Rose. While she is not a full sister to Hope and Faith, she looks like she is Faith's twin. Even I have trouble telling the two mares apart sometimes. The grayer they get, the more difficult it is to distinguish which is which. They are that much alike.

There is some difference in their mannerisms but those things are subtle. Faith is bolder than Rose. When the mares have been cooped up, Faith is usually a little naughtier than Rose too. Rose can be a little stand offish sometimes with people she doesn't know but she can take an instant like to someone and be a pocket pony too.

I don't think that lytha realized how much these mares looked alike until we walked away from the barn and she got that view of the three gray faces looking out over their stall walls. She made some kind of remark about "Imagine being able to look at that everyday..." if I remember right as she snapped her picture.



Walking away from that barn and up towards the red barn, Dandy was hanging his head out watching us. . I've been letting his bridle path grow out because it was getting to be too far back and it's beginning to fall over. It's not long enough to lay down yet, just long enough to fall over and stick straight out sideways.

Poor Dandy looked something like an orphan with his mane flopping over and I felt bad as we walked closer. He sure didn't look like any show horse, I can tell you that. Lytha, on the other hand, spied Dandy and called out his name, "Is that Dandy?!!!" she said "Yes, that would be Dandy...." and I could hear excitement in her voice as she asked me if he was sound. "Oh YES, Dandy is sound." "Well, let's go for a ride............I have read so much about him................."

To be continued...............................

The Broodmares and One of Solidare's Daughters

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