Welcome to The Pegasus Galaxy.
About the site –
Here, we celebrate horses and culture. Horses in the arts, in the news, in our memories. Famous horses, fictional horses, and not-so-famous horses.
We’re inclusive, too, as we welcome enthusiasts of all breeds and equestrian disciplines.
We’ll even talk about options for tourism — how to get to and spend some leisure time around horses.
We’ll show you ways to include horses in our daily lives when we’re really too busy to own one or even ride.
If you’re a horseless horse-lover looking for a place to visit online, then you’ve come to the right spot on the web.
Equestrians and wanna-be equestrians are all welcome here.
About me –
I seem to fall into both categories. This article for a Kentucky business magazine’s equine industry issue explains a lot about my history as a currently horseless horse lover.
I’ve also blogged about my life with horses. Here’s some of what I’ve written so far.
Visualization for Nervous Flyers
“Choose Wisely” post at “Equestrian Ink”
The Kids Barn – a beginner lesson stable where I volunteer
Here at The Horsey Set Net, we — who am I kidding? — I hope to entertain you and inspire you. We might even expose you to new ideas about horses and their legacy on our culture.
In my own journey of re-discovery, I’ve found lots of great stuff.
And I’m eager to show it to you.
Luke the Budweiser Clydesdale and me
Email me at admin@thehorseyset.net
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December 18th, 2008 at 7:20 am
Hi Rhonda
I have to admit I am a bit phobic of horses.. think they are beautiful and majestic creatures.. from a distance! LOL
I think I aquired this from my childhood experiences.. I had riding lessons.. I was 7 or 8 years old.. trotting along.. horse mad child.. one day fell off.. as you do.. fractured my wrist.. that healed.. I went back happily to learning to ride.. soon fell off again.. the girth hadnt been tightened properly and i was on a huge horse called Patrick (funny I remember his name.. very gentle horse) but i fell off.. fractured the other wrist! That healed.. went back to the stables..
I was given a horse to ride but I froze.. couldnt get on.. and ever since I have had a huge fear of them.. not their fault I grant you but it is a shame I think..
My family had lots of horses in a Cooperage yard in Liverpool.. i have seen photos of the yard and my grandfather with the I think Shire horses.. they apparently had the biggest stable in the centre of the city.. it is going back to the early part of last centursy! LOL
I guess as a brit my idea of America is so strongly associated with horses and cowboys and the land they ride through.. and Mr Ed x
Anyway.. long ramble through my thoughts.. but i love you have a passion for your subject..x
Good look
Sue x
December 18th, 2008 at 8:58 am
Thanks for stopping by, Sue. I have to admit that they scare me, too. I’m sorry that you were injured.
I, too, had a spill as a child — pony ready to return to barn, no stopping him, loose saddle. Sound familiar? I didn’t break anything, except my confidence and pride. My mother didn’t care for horses at all. How unfortunate for her that my sitter’s family had a stable and invited us to attend horse shows with them!
But, after I fell, my mom did not encourage me to get back on again. It took me 21 more years to get back on a horse. And I’m not an enthusiastic, confident rider, either. There’s always that nagging shadow.
You’re right that horses, especially western horses, are American icons, but I see horses as iconic for the English, too. Frankly, that’s probably where we caught the bug – from our English forefathers. Plus, that’s where thoroughbred racing was born — someone imported three Arabian horses and bred them to sturdy draft mares in the 18th century.
Ya know, I should just write a blog post about this.
Stay tuned. And thanks for stopping by.
March 7th, 2009 at 11:01 am
Hi Rhonda – I am enjoying your blog! I rode horses as a small child, and I never fell off. I didn’t take this as a credit, however, I think it would have done me some good. My grandparents owned a cattle ranch in Colorado and my cousins and I, ages 8-12 were turned loose on horseback to ride the range regularly. I don’t think that would fly these days. As I grew older I took English riding lessons briefly in Boston, where I lived. Now, I’m older still and long ago realized I am not immortal
therefore I haven’t ridden in many years.I have, however, enjoyed practicing the healing art of Reiki on new equine friends. I look forward to more of your blog and wondered if I could add you to my blogroll.
Good Luck,
Beth Lowell
March 7th, 2009 at 3:35 pm
Hi, Beth. Thanks for stopping by! Of course, you can add The Horsey Set to your blogroll. Thank you for that, too.
Yeah, I know what you mean about feeling too mortal to climb back into the saddle.
That’s why I’ve got this site. 
October 26th, 2009 at 9:29 pm
I just found this site as someone posted the Mr Ed video on a group I belong to. I love this place.
October 27th, 2009 at 6:58 am
I’m so glad you’re having a good time here, Sally. Mr. Ed is da bomb, as the kids used to say. (No telling what “they” say, these days.) Please feel free to visit often.