When I was a kid, my mom spent a lot of time scouring antique stores for things that would fit our hundred year-old home. She and a friend or two found a trove of wrought iron fencing somewhere in the middle of Utah. My dad drilled holes in our sidewalks and installed the fence in a series of highly boring Saturday afternoons. Then we had to paint the damn thing every few years. Somewhere, she found a couple of cast iron horse heads that were missing their posts. We never got them installed correctly because she never found suitable posts. I’m sure they are in the garage somewhere at her place.
But they are not as cool as these very serious and proud horseheads I came across In the French Quarter. There are a few spots where these hitching posts remain, even though it’s clear that motorists have backed into them and bent the posts all to hell.
I was searching for famous horses to title this photo and remembered a classics conversation from 20 years ago. A young Alexander The Great supposedly tamed the wild horse, Bucephalus. Then he rode the horse and conquered a bunch of places. And then he got addicted to Tumblr, where in a fit of passion, accidentally uploaded a sweet etching of his proud manhood. When it became known that the manhood etching was in fact of his horse, Alexander attended a series of sex addiction clinics, ending up on season 1 of Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew.
