My horse is leaving. Well, he is not exactly my horse. He was on loan for three years. Some friends were moving to Toronto and couldn’t take him at the time so, knowing how much I loved him, I was offered the joy of caretaking.
They have a place for him now and some mutual friends, visiting Nova Scotia, are coming Tuesday to take him away. He’s packed up safely in a box, waiting. He is a piece of ceramic sculpture, created by a visiting Chinese artist who taught at NSCAD University one summer. I always loved this horse and am very sad to see him go, but can never forget how beautifully he graced my home. I had him on a high shelf in my kitchen (which is actually part of the living room) so that he would be safe and visible from anywhere in the room. His presence will always be here.
