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I have been an avid collector of old photographs and documents for over 30 years. The photographs on this site are derived from material I have collected over the years. Some came from old family albums, some from material I bought at flea markets over the years, and some from government archives of public domain images, including the US Library of Congress, and the National Archives. We appreciate you visiting this blog, and hope you find it interesting.
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What I find strange is that Indiams are noted for their Pinto horses, but the photos so far have the Indian with a solid corored pony (which is a fine looking pony) and the caucasian with the Pinto ponies.
ReplyDeleteI like that giant bow in that girls hair
Well I guess you can count me in as one those lucky kids who had a pony. I got her for my 6th birthday and have never been without a horse since. Yep, she was a pinto :) PJM you were lucky too. You MUST post the link to your pony story (you know the one -- the kitchen). I laughed so hard my sides HURT. My pony was in the house once but much better behaved than yours. Thanks for pony week!
ReplyDeleteRoger, I was impressed by that bow, too. She'd better watch out for low-hanging branches, though.
ReplyDeleteI put "pony" on my Christmas list every year, all the way into college. Never got one, though. It was probably character-building to be so unbearably deprived. ;)
My younger sister always wanted a pony for Christmas also. Well she finally got one, then two. Then she was North Dakota Horse Show Queen one year. She won a lot of ribbons and trophies for Pole Bending, Barrel Racing, and Showmanship. I took her and her two horses to many of the shows for her to compete, because she was to young to drive.
ReplyDeleteThough I wasted a lot of week-ends, (missed a lot of fishing) I was fairly proud of her accomplishments.
My grandmother rode her pony to school. She also wore a BIG bow just like that. My Dad has a picture of her on that pony with the big bow. She told us stories of riding the pony to school (1910's) and the pony getting loose and her having to walk home.
ReplyDeleteI love the pony and the hair bows. These kids must have been from a wealthy family.
ReplyDeleteI'm jealous.
It is interesting to look at the Indian pony and then the paint hooked up to the wagon. The Indian pony is from the free range so it tends to be slimmer whilr the paint was cared for in a barn or corral and fed regularly. Most of the horses I worked with were somewhere in between these two I would classify them as the well fed working group.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Flartus that the little girl should whatch her bow as she goes along the trail.
I just found your blog! Very nice pictures. Where do you find them all?
ReplyDeleteThat appears to be a governess cart. It was the mini van of yesteryear - the governess (or some relative) would transport children in it. Some were quite elegant, it all depended on the money one had to spend.
ReplyDeleteIt was safer because the entrance was at the rear not between the wheels as in a standard cart. Of course, it was a handy vehicle type for anyone who kept a pony for everyday transport.If a person needed to run an errand, they could hitch up a pony instead of a horse.
My first pony was a black shetland. I've always tried to have a pony ever since. Remarkable creatures. Incredibly strong, smart and great pets.
Oh you lucky, lucky people! I always wanted a horse (not a pony) growing up, but it wouldn't have been all that easy to keep in the city. We have little donkeys around here in Bangalore, and sometimes my kids pester me to adopt one.
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