saddlebum

If you hit the jump in show jumping, it will collapse.

It’s like

my father tells me we have nothing to worry about. last night he sent me one of those email chains that say at the top “Safety Tips For The Women In Your Life!!!! Don’t Let Her Die!!” 

me, and the stranger on the train. she is asleep and the man is asking me who i am going home to. i feel tears pricking the sides of my eyes. i am 13 while he towers over me. he reaches out one hand, and while i don’t know how she knows, she speaks up without opening her eyes: “If you touch my daughter, sir, I will murder you.” Whatever he grumbles is lost in history, because this moment I am so grateful for the existence of other people that I cannot breathe.

I am 19 and on my phone when i become aware of a 13 year old girl is smiling nervously at a man who’s saying disgusting things. I grab her arm. “There you are, cindy,” I say, and then look at the man like he is bile. “Do you need something from my sister?” i ask, and i walk away with her. she cries later.

Elsa Meier is a horse admirer. Since childhood, she knew she couldn’t live without them and felt nature and wildness were her sources of inspiration. “I base my work on my own experience, my feelings and my knowledge. I like learning and sharing my discoveries. […] I observed nature and my models for hours to put all my heart and my passion into the snapshots I shoot.”

Lillie Keenan & Be Gentle, Madrid Horse Week CSI2.