The greatest compliment you can give a photographer, in my opinion, is that they captured the dream you feel. That somehow, they were able to look in, find it, and bring it back to you as a keepsake. Britt Harvey Photography did that for me, and I am so thankful.
I was worried, tying myself up in knots about it. I think, because I love Cowboy so much, if the pictures had come back other than the way I see us, I would have been crushed. Well, maybe not crushed, but disappointed.
By lucky chance, our shoot for Friday was moved up to Wednesday, because of the forecast, and I didn't have anymore time to worry. I had a few hours to prepare--and, oddly enough, it took the stress off and concentrated my purpose. I ran around and grabbed my special things: a jasper horse necklace my mom had made for me, earrings my daughter had gifted me, flowers from our garden, a scarf I've worn on trail rides, my favorite hat...my special horse.
I wasn't worried anymore. I just wanted to be with my horse and trust her to bring back the dream of a little girl, grown into a middle-aged woman, clinging to a life with her magical horses, dogs, and humans.
I dream of horses I've loved, coming to me from fields that bridge the gap between this life, and the next.
I dream of trail rides past (Cowboy), present (Leah), and future (Tumbleweed).
I dream of my loved ones who have been there beside me as I live my dreams. They've encouraged me. They've even joined me there.
Yes somehow, she captured the heart of my herd, and the gift I've been given to share life with them.
And someday, when I'm too old to be with them, or they've passed away and left me to mourn their loss...I'll turn these photos over in my hands...
and dream again.