shit happens
well I had a good weekend I guess, went to my aunts and spent an afternoon on Jana her Morgan horse, she's getting on in years but is still the best little thing. We rode through the side feild off into the woods, my favorite place. It's so quiet and away from everything, out there I like to think nothing else exists in the world but the horse and I. No problems, nothing. I remember the wonder of being a young child when I am out there, the amazement and feeling of no real adult worries, aaaahhh to be like that again!
the hum of the birds
the wind in the trees
the biting breeze on my face
the "clomp clomp" of Janas hooves
then it's back to reality* sigh.
the hum of the birds
the wind in the trees
the biting breeze on my face
the "clomp clomp" of Janas hooves
then it's back to reality* sigh.