04/10/2025
Food for thought. Times change, a lot was simpler way back before matchy matchy. I do like to look smart and coordinate colours (not necessarily matchy brands, just what I throw together!) Life was more simple back then, but theres room for conversion, as the horses probably wore shared tack years ago that perhaps didn't fit well and I can't remember ever hearing a horse having any form of bodywork as regular maintenance, only if a horse had an issue and the vet suggested a physio (or back man!). So many people now are thinking more about preventative bodywork as we continue to learn. Education is key and as long as the horses welfare is at the centre of our world, then that's all that matters in our horse world evolution ❤️😊
Not a Lemieux product in sight.
The early 2000s horse world was a very different planet. Ponies stood in yards on plain headcollars and knotted lead ropes, riders turned up in whatever jeans or tracksuit bottoms were clean, matching sets were unheard of unless you count mud stains. There were no “saddle pad drops,” no Instagram ready photoshoots, and zero pressure to coordinate your horse like a boutique catalogue. It was simpler, scruffier, and somehow far more fun.
Those days were filled with hacking for hours, jumping ditches, ba****ck races across fields, and coming home looking like a creature of mud and hair. Designer gear? Optional. Fun? Mandatory. And somehow, that’s exactly what mattered.
Looking back now, I think we’ve lost a bit of that. Somewhere between the saddle pad drops and the endless new “musthaves,” the horse world got a little distracted.
Don’t get me wrong, nice kit has its place, but the real magic is in those scruffy, unbranded, unforgettable days.
Sometimes, a picture like this reminds us, it was never about what we wore, or what the saddle pad looked like. It was about who stood beside us, muddy, scrappy, and utterly unbothered.
The farmer’s daughter aka myself and my cousin plus the queen of the farm, Storm, the Connie aged 4.