I made my father take me to Chincoteague after first reading that one, and my prized possession then was a little figurine of Misty that I bought at the gift shop. If he read this post, he’d tell you about my resulting encounters with Delaware’s “wild cows” that resulted in a Wilmington News Journal article. The idea of a wild thing freed from human systems of consumption was captivating and formative. Don’t even get me started on my other beloved book of that era: Island of the Blue Dolphins. Well, I guess am off to go convince someone here to go see Colorado’s wild horses with me!
Moving from Misty into the Bible, through the lens of blurring lines and employing metaphors to get at the interconnectedness of everything...love this. And not just because I'm a fellow grown-up horse girl :).
I, too, devoured all these books and have a special nostalgia for an essay like this. Will be sharing with my sister, who was more of a horse girl and dog girl than me. Though I'm the one who grew up to have dogs...
as always, I love this, and i also want you to know it was in this very piece that I connected "hoss" as country slang for "horse," when before it was just a word we spoke in alabama to mean "a very big boy." thanks for that, too.
It has been two months since I have read one of your posts. So thankful that you are here on Substack and I can find you words when I need them.
I made my father take me to Chincoteague after first reading that one, and my prized possession then was a little figurine of Misty that I bought at the gift shop. If he read this post, he’d tell you about my resulting encounters with Delaware’s “wild cows” that resulted in a Wilmington News Journal article. The idea of a wild thing freed from human systems of consumption was captivating and formative. Don’t even get me started on my other beloved book of that era: Island of the Blue Dolphins. Well, I guess am off to go convince someone here to go see Colorado’s wild horses with me!
💙 next time I’m in Colorado…
Done deal.
Moving from Misty into the Bible, through the lens of blurring lines and employing metaphors to get at the interconnectedness of everything...love this. And not just because I'm a fellow grown-up horse girl :).
I, too, devoured all these books and have a special nostalgia for an essay like this. Will be sharing with my sister, who was more of a horse girl and dog girl than me. Though I'm the one who grew up to have dogs...
What a beautiful review of an endearing book.
as always, I love this, and i also want you to know it was in this very piece that I connected "hoss" as country slang for "horse," when before it was just a word we spoke in alabama to mean "a very big boy." thanks for that, too.
Southern vernacular blurring the lines too!