This week’s prompt is that there is none. Or was none. I am extremely late this week and need to get the next one done for 5½ hours time.
This inspiration for this came from spending the day at Camber Sands with my sister. She asked me to go down and photograph her on her horse whilst running near the sea.
The weather cloudy but warm, except on the beach where the chill of the sea breeze comes in and takes over forcing us to wear gloves. The tide is on its way out so we have a coffee first. It ebbs fast here, but flows back equally quickly making it a dangerous place to be at the wrong times. Other people arrive with dogs and children.
The horse-box is open and the mare is standing munching on her hay feeling a wind blowing over her. Then she is saddled up and begins to pace excitedly as she knows she can wander around. Riding onto the sands, the horse feels strange sensations underfoot and sees the waves licking at the shore.
Then she is led up the sands, first in a walk, then in a trot, a canter and then a gallop; racing back with all four feet airborne, loving being able to stretch her legs, happiness showing all over her.
a day at the sands
horses running at full speed
manes blowing in the wind