If I’m completely honest, I didn’t love growing up on a hobby farm with our backyard horses, random goats and feral barn cats. I came out of the womb fearful of dirt and out of touch with nature, completely opposite of my mom.
I appreciate my mom’s kindness and fondness towards animals and can relate more now. It’s easier for her to like horses and dogs than people and I’m the same way. Especially as my mom has taken in abandoned and abused animals. Makes me hate people more.
My mom just rescued the grey mare and I’m partial to lady horses. I grew up riding geldings until high school and moved on to a fussy mare who was literally my spirit animal with a thick mane, disdain toward anything outside of her routine and sassy AF. She died last year, but I feel like this little mare will be a good companion for my mom, and also for me when I visit.
[Sorel boots c/o Woznow, Cape c/o 4th Street Boutique, cashmere poncho by 360 Cashmere, leggings by Lululemon]