The Gods’ winged messenger… Kelly Caleche by Hermes The Perfumed Dandy

A speedy rose-themed reblog from rainy Britain… a tale of young love amongst the petals and the hay!

The Perfumed Dandy.

“Those horses are so spoilt I swear they sleep on straw strewn with rose petals”.

With an equine huff of a laugh, he rears his head back and raises a riding crop from aside his muscular calf to tap a glowing forehead.

He breaks a large-toothed smile and with a click of the heals of his long brown leather riding boots turns to leave.

A self-conscious flick of the head to show off his golden mane to its best effect and he is gone.

He smells of early Summer roses, thoroughbreds and animal hides.

He smells exactly as you do.

He had come, as a messenger from “The Gods”: the judges.

Venerated men and women, with scores of Olympian accolades between them, in whose hands your equestrian fate now resides.

He came to ready you for the off and remind you of “The Immortals” marking schemes.

You reflect on how…

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3 responses to “The Gods’ winged messenger… Kelly Caleche by Hermes The Perfumed Dandy

  1. Lilybelle

    It was so good to revisit that one again this morning, Mr. Dandy, one of my favorite of your reviews because it conveys that sense of yearning. My mother told me recently that one of our ancestors on her mother’s side imported horses from France. He met his wife in France and brought her back here to America. Now, I like to think of them as beautiful dressage horses floating on rose petals on their journey across the sea. ♥

    • Dearest Lily
      What a tale! So he imported both his wife and his horses from France!
      Consider that one logged away too, I’m sure it will reappear one day…
      Dressage horses are particularly graceful, I was lucky enough during the last Olympics to see some close up when the competition was held in the remarkable setting of Greenwich Park.
      I wonder what kind of horses and for what purpose they were…
      Oh I am a curious sort of fellow you know (in many ways, *he laughs*).
      Yours ever
      The Perfumed Dandy

      • Lilybelle

        Well…my mother said they were “show horses”, so I like to imagine them as your lovely dressage horses, but the FACT is that many work/dray horses were imported from France into the US pre-motor car days, and odds are that was his bread & butter. But I don’t know for certain one way or the other. I just love that he brought his bride back from France along with the horses. Who knows how he met her. Maybe her father was in the horse business in France (?). The fantasies begin. 🙂

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