Winter Wonderland (it’s friggin’ cold)

February is the coldest winter month in Denmark and this week we’re feeling it for sure. I’ve been taking pictures left, right, and centre of the ponies — some of them with the snow of a winter wonderland, some of them without. We do get a lot of snow, but unfortunately, most of it only lasts a few days before melting. Temperature today? Minus five degrees Celsius in the mid-day sun.

Emilie is a beautiful girl in all her hairy winter shaggyness!
Emilie is a beautiful girl in all her hairy winter shaggyness!
Cassie the magical reindeer.
Cassie the magical reindeer.
Winter is cold, cold, cold!
Brrr.
Winter really is cold.
Well, at least the hill’s not slippery when it’s frozen.
Emilie posing with the old manor Billeshave in the background.
Emilie posing with the old manor Billeshave in the background.
That horse is a bit of a poseur on the whole.
That horse is a bit of a poseur on the whole.
Whenever we take Emilie out the entire herd turns up in minutes, just to make sure they're not missing out on anything interesting.
Whenever we take Emilie out the entire herd turns up in minutes, just to make sure they’re not missing out on anything interesting.
Sometimes things do happen, such as best friends playing tag!
Sometimes things do happen, such as best friends playing tag!
Or someone taking on the dreaded challenge of the single cavaletti. Those things are dangerous in the wild!
Or someone taking on the dreaded challenge of the single cavaletti. Those things are dangerous in the wild!
But wherever the road goes, Emilie’s still enough of a teenager to appreciate older and wiser Cassie taking the lead.
Emilie's shape and form has improved so much just in one month of free range grazing.
Emilie’s shape and form has improved so much just in one month of free range grazing.

Costume Party!

Fastelavn is coming up! For those of you of an international disposition — this is the Scandinavian equivalent to Halloween except that the costumes don’t need to be scary or spooky. The custom dates back to Catholic times, and of course dressing up the ponies is traditional. I’ve collected costume pics horses all year, just for this.

As with other picture collections from the internet — if you’re the owner of one of these pics, please let me know, so I can give you proper credit and a link back to your site (or remove the picture, if that’s your preference).

This is technically not a costume but dressing up for a show. Still!
I mean, seriously. Showing Arabians like that. Wowzers.
This one I was actually planning to inflict on Pilar. I’m not saying that’s why she died. But you were thinking it.
You shall not passage!
Simple, except for the part where you convince the horse to put it on.
This one is great for a pale horse. Simple yet recognisable!
I want to do this to Emilie. Nothing says ballerina butterfly pony like an 800 kilos draft.
Heart melted. Officially dead.
Genial in all its simplicity.
I’d do this with Slytherin colours, obviously.
The garters are the nicest touch!
I love this one. Probably I was a rabid Kiss fan as a teenager.
I mean, seriously. Love.
That’s one big poodle you got there, li’l miss.
There’s something about miniature horses and costumes …
Seahorse? Geddit? Sea horse!
All I want to know is, Mary, how the heck did you get him to stand still while you glued all that fleece on?
Now officially creeped out and spooking like a volatile warmblood.
The day is officially saved. Now go swat that giant spider up there for me, please.

 

Ponies in the Mist

Ponies in the mist

The weather is being very strange of late. It’s considerably warmer than you’d expect for January, for one. And with all the rain and occasional snow we’ve been getting, the ground is really wet. Add heat to damp fields, and what you get is bizarre mistscapes as the moisture evaporates, blotting out the sun.

And horses being turned out in the morning to inspect the outdoors arena for the first time. It had grass so … Well, the husband was welcome to exercise himself but the girls were busy.

The world ends 200 metres down that hill. Sorry. Jutland no longer exists.
Emilie was very fascinated by the mistscapes.
I keep saying it. Cassie is grey. In theory.

Winter Mornings

Brrr.

The only two horses new enough to large pasture to bother going out into the white, cold nothing. Everyone else was smart enough to stay inside.
The only two horses new enough to large pasture to bother going out into the white, cold nothing. Everyone else was smart enough to stay inside.
Winter wonderland looks rather chilly.
Winter wonderland looks rather chilly.
Cassie thinks we need to let her out faster.
Cassie thinks we need to let her out faster.
Emilie, on the other hand, is open to negotiations if they involve treats.
Emilie, on the other hand, is open to negotiations if they involve treats.
No? Fine, I'll just eat the railing, then.
No? Fine, I’ll just eat the railing, then.