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Part 3

11 September 2017
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Bridleless

03 September 2017
Bridleless

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08 August 2017
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Maverick

01 August 2017
Maverick

Page 2: Ebony

13 July 2017
Page 2: Ebony

Part 1: Echo

13 July 2017
Part 1: Echo

Page 2: Ebony

As Echo began to slow down, I started riding Willow, a young horse Mum had bought. It was a disaster... We were the green horse green rider situation, and we ended up scaring each other, and both losing our confidence. In the end I wouldn't ride Willow, so in an effort to get me back in the saddle my friend Sam lent me her pony Ebony whom she had outgrown. Ebony was a black mare, 14.1 hands and was known as a bit of a plodder.

Ebony and I had chemistry from the word go, it was amazing, we clicked and away we went. She was the confidence I needed. I never found her lazy, in fact I loved the fact she could go when needed and then just back to walk cool as a cucumber a minute later. Mum then bought her for me.

 As Echo began to slow down, I started riding Willow, a young horse Mum had bought. It was a disaster... We were the green horse green rider situation, and we ended up scaring each other, and both losing our confidence. In the end I wouldn't ride Willow, so in an effort to get me back in the saddle my friend Sam lent me her pony Ebony whom she had outgrown. Ebony was a black mare, 14.1 hands and was known as a bit of a plodder.

Ebony and I had chemistry from the word go, it was amazing, we clicked and away we went. She was the confidence I needed. I never found her lazy, in fact I loved the fact she could go when needed and then just back to walk cool as a cucumber a minute later. Mum then bought her for me.

It's funny, I have often thought over the years how I would love own another horse like her. I'd never come across one until I started Zefir a couple of years ago and I detected that same special mind and kindness in her. How fitting it is that Zefir is also a little black mare, and perhaps this is why I feel an extra special connection with her.

Ebs and I so much fun, I rode everywhere, ate, slept, then rode everywhere again. She was a soul mate, my absolute saviour. Home life was still tricky, I loved my family, but it was complicated. Whenever I was with Ebony, I was happy. We did everything, one day events, shows, gymkhanas, drag hunts. I would organise friends and we'd hire McKay's Transport to take us places. We had a marvelous couple of years having all sorts of adventures. There was nothing we couldn't do. I was 14 when we won Best Rider Over Jumps at the Blueskin Show. I remember thinking that night, that it was the happiest day of my life.

By 16 I had moved away from home. I arrived with my boss one day to move Ebony from the farm where she had been turned out for winter. I was taking her home to start riding again. I hopped out of the car. Mum and a friend were standing outside talking. The only words I remember from the exchange we had were "She's dead" followed by me sprinting up the hill and seeing her lying in the paddock. My heart exploded in my chest.. Ebony was still warm, she had broken a leg. I cradled her head in my arms and cried my heart out.

When after 3 days I had barely left my room or stopped crying my boss came to me and said I had to move on now, that there will be other horses. They didn't understand. Ebony's passing was the first significant loss in my life, the grief, pain and despair I felt were unbearable for quite some time, she had been my guiding light. I felt robbed to have lost her at 10 years old, all the plans I had made for us were gone. I would never have sold her, and for years after, I'd think about her often and how old she would be now if she was alive. 28 years later it still brings back the tears when I think about her..I've accepted it of course, but you will always feel the loss of someone you loved so deeply.

Ebony was with me for 3 years. I reflect back and the strength of my memories and the impact she had on my life makes it feel much longer. I was blessed to have shared her life and as Echo had done before her, Ebony fuelled my passion for horses. Not long after she died I found this poem and it has always stuck with me..

Nothing ever dies when there is someone left to remember them.

And when there is no one left to remember....

It doesn't matter, for we will all be together again.

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Louisa Andrew
Phone: 0274 300 875
Email: louisa@manestreamequine.co.nz

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