The Red Roan

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This weekend, I was looking through my collections of photographs, when I came across this shot of The Red Roan standing tall as the river flowed against him. I paused and stared because I just love this photo and this horse. He exudes strength and power. When you witness him standing in the river like this, there is a sense that he owns the Salt River. Yet, I’ve never seen him behave in a vicious manner. I have never had the privilege of watching him defend his place along the Salt River but he bares a few scratches and scars that attest to the fact that he is not one to be trifled with on his own grounds. He is definitely a stallion who calls the shots in his world. His presence is so impressive that catching a glimpse of him takes your breath away.

On this particular morning, when he glanced my way and paused while I took as many shots as I could in the moment, I was stunned. I still recall the feeling when he looked directly at me. Some may think that I felt wonder or amazement but the strongest emotion that arises from the encounter is gratitude. This beauty did not have to stop and acknowledge my presence with a glance. His is, clearly, the master of his domain. Yet, he did. I am grateful that he glanced my way because The Red Roan is the manifestation of what it means to be wild, free and in full control of ones destiny.

I am also jealous of him.
Be brave.
Jamie Christine

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