Every library Friday, I check or attempt to check-out the illustrated book, Pegasus as retold by Nathaniel Hawthorne. Belephron astride Pegasus, the mighty pair battling the Chimera, the pearl-winged horse nuzzling little children.
Sometimes the school librarian says, “You’re not giving anyone else a chance to read this book. Do you think that’s fair?” And Pegasus is taken from me.
On the days I’m permitted Pegasus, the over-sized book holds steadfast beneath my arm like I imagine Jesus carrying his cross.
One Saturday following a library day that I wasn’t given Pegasus, my little sister’s friend tells me how much she loves horses. I see the pony-love in her eyes. I give her my only two Breyers’ horses because I don’t want them separated.
I love horses more than anyone. And now, I have no horses all over again.
Ah, the memories that long ago made me sad, make me smile today:)
(Black and white drawing of my Breyer’s Paint Pony done when I was 13.
The Pegasus book I lived with as a child, I own at 61.)
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13!!!
Geez, I try to remember what I was doing at that age — throwing dirt clods, I believe. Anyway, I wasn’t (and couldn’t be) as creative/talented as you were, Miss! This drawing is amazing. The shading, the musculature. Wow! And how kind of you to give that little girl two of your Breyers’ horses. And one last thing: I never knew that N. Hawthorne retold the Pegasus myth — learn something every day!
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I can’t remember if I responded – sometimes I find this WP comments thing a tad confusing. I enjoy looking at my own copy of Pegasus as it sits in my studio on its own little easel:) The book gets the royal treatment. I’m so glad I managed to keep some of my old artwork. I don’t know how that happened:) Thank you for your kind words here!
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