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My first horse
When I saw Canada on a photograph, I was intrigued by his jet black color and big height (17hh). When I met him just before the beginning of my second year in my MA course, I realized that he’s an intelligent and sensitive four-legged gentleman. Yannis offered him for part-ownership and suggested that I should consider becoming one of the four owners. With one more year to go in Britain -and the costs going with it- my circumstances were not the right ones at that moment, and when I returned to Greece all Canada’s parts had been bought. It was not until last February when Yannis announced in the last…
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Equine Therapy at Scorpton
I don’t know about you, but, from January onwards, all I think about is horses and… riding them, of course! There’s more and more sunshine in Nottinghamshire and the trips to the yards become more pleasant, as I look through at the bright green nature through the window. As the drive goes, you can see the sun rays teasing the branches of the trees that are going to wake up soon, or touching the waters of Trent river. England is a country poor of sunshine. But exactly this shortage makes the sunshine so beautiful and valuable. In such a mood I boarded on the minibus that would take us…
