Rosa is a most beautiful golden horse (a Palomino) who lives nearby.
I pass her paddock on my way to town.
“Stop to say hello,” she would always seem to say and I would make that stop.
We connected.
And I somehow knew she loved our visits.
“Hellio beautiful Rosa,” I would say. “You are so sweet and so good and I love you.”
And then I would be smiling and on my way..
But one day Rosa was gone, and the next and the next.
It was so disappointing to drive by her empty pasture.
I missed Rosa and our odd communications.
At first I thought our neighbors sold her but when I inquired they said, “No, Rosa is lame. We are trying to help her with vet care and hoping for the best.”
And Rosa was gone for many more weeks until I had almost given up hope of ever seeing her again.
But now Rosa is back! And just in time for the holidays.
She seems to favor her left back leg and stands with it semi-bent as if to lighten the load.
But my hope is that she is mending. It is the season for miracles after all.
How I love stopping for human conversation with a horse who is so skilled at silent communication.
Her eyes say it all.
And I think she knows that in my eyes, she is truly beautiful.
Virginia Views 