Tuesday, October 28, 2014

October, the Beguiler



Splashy autumn colour, like the month of October itself is almost gone from the island and my mind remains as tangled with a myriad of thoughts as the burred tresses of the Ravenseyrie Sorraias.  Since I seem incapable of focusing on which compelling topic to fuel my writer's energy into, I will forgo (again) an informative article for this month and instead throw up my October photos to the autumn winds and let them scatter before your eyes.  You will see what a marvellous beguiler October can be!  I find myself as enchanted by the subtler hues of late October as I was by the earlier weeks.  The Ravenseyrie preserve does not get quite the spectacular colour that other regions of the island do, but it makes up for it with dramatic skies.  And why don't I share a lovely poem by Robert Frost to compliment the images?  Enjoy!

BY ROBERT FROST
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.


 


A lovely contrast of deep blue clouds and sun struck trees to the east

Silvestre (Altamiro x Ciente)


Young Sorraias stallions at Ravenseyrie


Legado (Altamiro x Sovina's Zorita)

Ousado (Altamiro x Bella) and Legado trot through a rain saturated grassland

Altamiro (Ultrajado x Pompeiia), a.k.a. "Big Daddy", Ravenseyrie's magnificent foundation sire

Altamiro and his young sons

Silvestre


All the grullo boys!

Yours truly, having a picnic with the Ravenseyrie mares on the Twinravens range in Tehkummah


Jean Ward of Main Street Café in Kagawong makes a great tandoori wrap sandwich


After their treats, some of the mares enjoy a drink in the rainwater stream

Pinoteia (Altamiro x Bella) reprimands Belina's filly

Rija (Altamiro x Belina) shows a little defiance after Pinoteia's rebuke
There are many apple trees on the Twinravens range - these are my favourite

The mares enjoy foraging for drops from the apple trees

Esperanda (Altamiro x Ciente) and Zorita (Sovina x Sulphur's Tia) looking for apples

Such beauties!  Pinoteia and Altavida (full sisters) with Fada just behind


Another morning at Ravenseyrie.  The bachelors come up from the east, full of high spirits.

Young stallions are often sparring with each other for fun

A nice Whitetail stag watches the stallions at play

The Zen Elm with a dramatic sky behind


The last Sandhill Crane

As if saying "So long, see you next spring!", the last crane circled over me before leaving for good




Just after the departure of the crane, a rainbow formed over the Zen Elm

Dramatic light strikes into the northeast sector of Ravenseyrie

I love living here!


Excessive rain this October has waterlogged Kevin's market garden


In between rain showers, Kevin salvages what potatoes he can...many have rotted

Thankfully most of the potatoes survived the rain saturated soil






The hand of an East Bluff potato farmer!
Kevin...zen in the market garden 


An October glimpse from the Top of the World at Ravenseyrie

The heaviest frost so far


A very aged Maple tree ready for winter

The warmth of home sweet humble home!

Magical morning light

Magical clouds!


Thank you for sharing in the glory of the Ravenseyrie Sorraia Mustang Preserve!

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Fascinated by Animals and Wild Places



Young Sorraia stallions romping in the morning dew at Ravenseyrie





More than a year has gone by since the mares of the Ravenseyrie Sorraia Mustang Preserve have been living a life apart from their band stallion Altamiro and their male offspring.  While I seem to still be having difficulties adjusting to the situation, the horses have all adapted marvellously.  Both the males who remain with us and the females dwelling on the Twinravens range have fluidly developed seasonal routines and habits that harmonize with their similar - yet different - wilderness environments here on Manitoulin Island.  


Sorraia stallion, Legado, grazes contentedly among Whitetail deer at Ravenseyrie

"Nature equipped Equus caballus well for unfettered life in the right environment."  
     -L. Edward Purcell



Sorraia Mustang mare, Bella, framed by Goldenrod on the range at Twinravens

I confess, it continues to sadden me that insufficient interest and support for wild horses worldwide means we can no longer devote our Ravenseyrie Sorraia Mustang Preserve to an autonomous family band, however I take great consolation in witnessing how well these "Iberian Tarpans" enhance (and are enhanced by) their wilderness settings as separated gender groups and I remain deeply thankful that Mark Seabrook and Michelle Hrynyk are enjoying having our wild mares inhabit a portion of their land.

Mark and Michelle share their Twinravens property not just with wild mares, but also throughout the year play host to a great number of friends and family looking to escape the hectic cityscapes for the more pristine, slower-paced atmosphere Manitoulin Island is so well known for.  To give readers an example of how meaningful such great escapes can be for city folk, I'd like to share with you the experience one of Michelle's long time friends had during a visit to Twinravens this past August.


Sorraia mare, Altavida, is well integrated into the ecosystem of Twinravens

"In our increasingly urbanized lives, we still remain fascinated by animals and wild places.  A recent survey of 20,000 people in Britain to find the top fifty things they wanted to do before they died discovered overwhelming interest in wild places and animals."  
     -Jules Pretty





Emily Veryard has long admired the mares and each time she has stayed with Mark and Michelle, she makes a point to take her walks to key places where she might catch a glimpse of them.  I will let Emily's own words tell the story from here:


I had my coffee and Akina with me for a walk. I was super excited that I had snagged an opportunity when people were either all still asleep or at work to find some solitude. Not because I am a solitary person but because it felt right to have that on the island every once and a while. I saw the ladies (mares) a fair distance into the field, and talked to them for a bit. Hahaha, they were way less interested in me than I was in them. I've been fascinated for a really long time at the power of voice and song - how connection and pathways can open when someone sings. I thought at the very least I might entertain the mares with a few of my lullabies. I began to sing some songs from my 'babysitting' repertoire, and the girls just responded immediately. Akina 'trotted' them in, leading the way, and it just seemed super natural for them to respond so easily. I, the city girl that I am, was super excited, but I managed to recognize that there was a very grounded connection being made through expression and trust. I trusted the mares enough to show them my voice, they were willing to return the favour with their visit. Fascinating how animals can understand that exchange.

Haha, I guess I just continued singing for them since I didn't want to leave them without a bit of a gift - a show of gratitude for coming to visit me and keeping me company that morning. :)
  --Emily Veryland


Emily was so delighted to have this experience with the mares she made the hour's drive from Twinravens in Tehkummah up to my Ravenseyrie Art Gallery in Gore Bay just to tell me about it and show me video clips she had taken on her iPhone.  Emily's enthusiasm was so infectious,  I have pieced these video clips together and with her permission am sharing them with the readers of this blog.  The "selfie" photo she took shows how much joy she felt to have the mares come up close to listen to her sing.  And what a lovely voice she has!  



video


I have come to know that wild horses that are not persecuted and harassed by humans have an abiding desire to connect with us.  This is astonishing considering that mankind's history with horses saw them chiefly as prey to be hunted and later as creatures to enslave as "beasts of burden".  Wild horses have tens of thousands of years of biological memory that knows humans as ruthless predators and abusers to be diligently avoided.  Even today, equine exploitation abounds in various ways all over the globe.  Horses are raised for meat, drug companies are force-breeding specifically for the extraction of estrogens from pregnant mares' urine and the manipulation of horses for humans' sport and pleasure activities is a multi-billion dollar industry.  


After 8 months of coyness, wild filly Rija makes friends with Kevin Droski on the wide open range at Twinravens

But not every human treats the horse as a commodity and there are countless numbers of told (and untold) stories of friendship and partnership with equines.  Deep in the psyche of the horse, wild or domesticated, given the right situation, curiosity and the desire for closeness supersedes fear and mistrust...and the heady sensation of making friends with horses is all the more fantastic when done on their terms - not in a box stall, or a round pen but in the wide open free spaces.

Reflecting upon Emily's experience and the joy it brought her to be able to simply be in the presence of the wild mares - not expecting anything from them other than to share a moment in time on a rain-soaked summer morning, reinforces for me that the preservation of these horses and the dedication to make wilderness habitats available to them so that they may live in as much freedom as possible is not just essential to the equines' well-being, but also to the well-being of humans.    






"A relationship with horses in freedom entails discovering a piece of your own freedom, too."  -Imke Spilker