The wooden pony

Mostly cross-posted from a guest post on Kami Robertson's blog, On the Way of Exploration, but with different pictures.

Kami is in faraway lands where her only Internet access is in public places, so she asked me to post some pictures on her blog to keep it warm. But when I had, I found I'd used only about half the pictures I liked best. So I thought I'd post the rest here. I'm afraid the text is almost the same, though.

When Kami comes to visit it tends to be a pretty intense weekend. But you can't play all the time, so if the weather's decent we tend to go out and look for photo opportunities. This particular day, we found a path through the woods that didn't look too frequented and came to an old wooden gate festooned with barbed wire. Kami's eye's lit up: "Can I strip off and climb on that?", she asked. "Yes, certainly", I answered. "But I'll decide how long you stay there."

Well, that's how it started. Kami likes a challenge, so she stripped off and climbed gingerly atop the rail. To start with it wasn't too uncomfortable. Kami perched there, her toes just reaching the ground at full stretch. To begin with I let her stabilise herself with her hands behind her on the rail.


But after a while the pressure started to build. She tried moving her hands in front, but that just made it worse.



After a few minutes of this, Kami was biting her lip and trying not to wriggle. But it was time to up the ante: "Feet off the ground, please. And hands on your head."


This was harder. She tried very hard, but couldn't help wriggling and rocking from side to side. Here's the moment when she lost it:


But she's a good girl when she wants to be. And something about this made her want to be. So I didn't have to say a thing for her to straighten up, lift her legs, and put her hands back where they belonged.




And there she stayed until I told her I was proud of her.

HH