I have had a lovely surprise, Julie at Being Ruby has tagged me amongst others, to talk about my tenth photo. Julie has amazing talent as a photographer, all the photos on her blog are hers, and are beautiful works of art. Her text comes close to poetry no matter how mundane the subject - let's just say it : I can't hope to compete.
The tenth photo stored in my photo file happens to be one that was taken by my daughter of herself and her pony. This picture tells several tales. A sad one of how a lovely girl grew too attached to the wrong pony. A creative one of the importance of expressing yourself artistically, and lastly the tale of how our ponies are an integral part of my children growing up.
I shall start with the last, growing up with ponies. When I look at this picture I think of the pleasure my girls have sharing emotions with their ponies. As small children might whisper their secrets into the ears of the softest teddy bear, so my daughters have told things to their ponies that no one else has ever heard. Constant companions in good times and bad.
This daughter discovered photography a couple of years ago. Artistic talent is not given space to grow in the French school system, if you want your children to appreciate the joy and importance of artistic expression it has to be encouraged at home. My girl loves to take photos, alone, with friends, small exhibitions, alot of fun. She is a great communicator and I am curious to see how she'll use these talents in her future life.
Finally a tale of disappointment. This pony's name is Oliver. He is strong and handsome and was chosen for his potential to jump high, but we hadn't realised how arrogant and disrespectful he would become. After almost two years of persevering we had to admit that we couldn't handle him, that he was dangerous even. He had to be sold, but for us all it felt like a failure. We thought we had failed our daughter, she felt she had failed her pony and it left us sad for a long time. This is part of learning, and coping with whatever life throws at you. You just have to emerge stronger and grow together.
I would like to tag the following blogging friends to share their own tenth photo:
Angie at Angie Muresan
Debra at 5th state
Millie at the Laurel Hedge
and Tish at A Femme d'un Certain Age.
I wish you all an excellent and sunny week!