There is much mythology regarding the origins of the Arabian horse, but my favorite story is the one in which the angel, Gabriel descends from Heaven and appears to a sleeping Ishmael who is awakened by a wind spout whirling toward him.  Gabriel commands the spout to stop scattering dust and rain.  The rain then gathers and develops into a prancing, beautiful creature that seems to swallow up the ground.  The Bedouins bestowed the name, Drinker of the Wind to this first Arabian.

I dreamed about having my own Arabian since childhood (see my About Me page for more on that) and after many years, I have not one, but two to call my own.  They are full brother and sister and they answer to the names, Honey and Flame.  I love all horses, but especially Arabians…with their delicate faces and delicate ears…their curvy necks and large, expressive eyes…the way they hold their tails high when they run…

I love reading and writing about Arabians, so I’ve created a blog to indulge in such pursuits.  Along, the way I will also blog about other horses at The Franch where I board my 2 Arabians and 2 rescue horses and I would like to feature rescue horses of all breeds.  I’m a big believer in animal rescue.  I have 8 rescues of my own; 3 dogs, 3 cats and 2 horses.

Flame aka Fyrecracker:

Honey aka Spirits Fyrestorm:

Frisco and Timmy (my rescues):