Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge

A faux horse, an old-fashioned carriage and a back road in Gettysburg. Imagine a real horse and you’re home free!

Back end of faux horse. No clean up! 
Follow the trail? Wait … that’s not a real horse! 
Almost a horse, but definitely, a carriage. Or is that a buckboard? 
Photo: Garry Armstrong Just in case, I thought I’d include a real horse. 

Author: Marilyn Armstrong

Writer, photography, blogger. Previously, technical writer. I am retired and delighted to be so. May I live long and write frequently.


      1. Rumors aside, I don’t remember that either. I DO recall my ’83 visit to Israel when we saw horses and camels as part of everyday traffic. That was a memorable scene.

        Idle thoughts: How come we never see horse dung in the cowboy movies? Do they have to watch where they are walking when they meet for that shootout at high noon? What’s it like standing in a pile of horse dung for the shootout? Do you think about falling into it as you go for your gun, giving the other person an edge?

        Do not foresake me, oh, my darlin’.

        Shane, come back! Shane, we cleaned up all the shit near those bodies. Shane, come back, it don’t smell stinky,anymore. Shane??


        1. Towards the end of the 1800s some group of scientists calculated that at the rate that horses were expanding in the transportation field, the entire world would be completely covered in horse shit before the 1920s. Lucky for us they invented cars, isn’t it? After that, we didn’t have horseshit everywhere. Just fumes and soot. Thank god for progress!


  1. Someone who lives near Mecca has (or had) a horse, and would occasionally take it out for a ride in the middle of the night (Who does that?). We heard the clip clopping on lunch break one night on the patio and couldn’t believe someone on a horse was actually coming down the back road. It is on the outskirts of the city… that would probably be frowned upon in the more populous part of town…


    1. We live rural, so there are a lot of horse breeders nearby. My favorite neighborhood cry is “HORSE LOOSE” — which is even worse than loose dog because a horse and a car is very very bad for both. We also have the states largest horse hospital about 1/2 mile (called “around the block”) away. So yeah, people ride. We have a guy who has fancy horses and a very fancy carriage (you can rent it for weddings) that he occasionally takes out for a drive into town. Ah, the country 😀

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