sea horse and stallion...

kites at the recent 2015 Kite Festival on the Rosebud foreshore...


little red sea horse
fly proudly by
the black stallion


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protector...

protector on a horse grazing at Bittern...


it feeels nice
snugly protected from
surprise wings


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my horse and I...

exercising a horse in the early morning hours at Balnarring beach...


sharing the joy
of early morning
by the sea


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Melbourne Carriage Tours

One of the horses on a horse-drawn carriage tour in Melbourne CBD.
There are many different horse and carriage styles plus the drivers often dress up too!
These carriage tours are available at weekends and all weekdays throughout the summer school holidays.
They may be boarded in Swanston Street and tour the city main streets.
More information on 12 companies operating these tours may be found HERE!
It costs about $100 carriage hire for half an hour's tour.

Sampling some old ways
Riding a horse drawn carriage
Yesterday's romance




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Puppet Perspectives

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A horse on a property at Red Hill, Mornington Peninsula
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Haiku Heights #37 ~ Puppet
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You dream in your world
And I am grazing in mine
Wonder who's fenced in


You graze in your world
While I am wand'ring in mine
And who's a puppet
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Particles of Spring

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A horse enjoying the light of an early Spring morning at Balnarring, Mornington Peninsua
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3WW #CCVII ~ gait + nudge + ripen
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Sunlit shades ripen
Hooves test the fresh gait of Spring
Warm winds nudge the soul
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Hosted by Thom @ Three Word Wednesday

Soft Pale Morning

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Exercising a horse in the early morning mist over Balnarring beach, Mornington Peninsula
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Watery Wednesday #53
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Mist and gentle waves
A brisk ride in limpid light
Pale morning secrets
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Horse Illusion

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ This horse was grazing at Red Hill, Mornington Peninsula.
The photo, to me, is almost like an optical illusion.
Somehow, the horse's colouring almost suggests that there are two horses here.
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SOOC Sunday meme
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Nature's illusion
Like a black and white riddle
Half horse and half horse
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Living Voice of Water

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Riding the waters at Balnarring Beach in the early hours of an Autumn morning.
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One Single Impression #59 ~ Live Water
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Shimmering surf lines
Rippling or crashing wave song
Voice of live water
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A little white in a sea of emeralds...

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ It's amazing what glorious scenery awaits down a country road.
This photo was taken at Red Hill, mid September 2008, when Spring was just awakening.
I love the various tones of green in this photo.
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Emerald Sundays #18
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White horse just dreaming
Rolling vistas of rich greens
Picture perfect world
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Early Morning Views

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ First light at Balnarring Beach, Mornington Peninsula
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PhotoHunt prompt #129 ~ View
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Battered crumbling piers
Some plain blue gentle breakers
Lovely in first light
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Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ First light view north-east at Balnarring Beach
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Add some random rocks
Soft fan of gentle breakers
Stunning in first light
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Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Trainers exercise their horses in the early morning at Balnarring Beach
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Horses walk the surf
Cooling after race training
Magic in first light
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Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Lone rider comes in to shore
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Horse Sense

Pic by fuzzyfelt ~ Some Horses ~ on Deviant Art
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3WW Prompt #LXXXIV ~ empty highway ignored
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I want to treasure
This precious moment with you
So much to tell you
So litttle time till cold beasts
Bulldoze our slice of heaven
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So much to tell you ~
Remember those chilled mornings
When I stood alone ~
You thought I was lost in sleep
But I was holding our world
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I needed our dawns
Misted with scents of dewed hay ~
I needed our scenes
Swirling with brisk morning runs
Or just dreaming by fence lines
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I needed middays
Ambling for leafy shadows
And soft afternoons
Till a brazen, cold highway
Our slice of heaven ignored
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Sunsets trouble me ~
They close our daylight
Heralding darkness ~
Too soon the waves of night-time
Will invade the shores of day
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But let us not dwell
On questions and future fears
Flamed with empty hope ~
Let's wander to my old tree
And hold our world together
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