Friday, May 29, 2009

It's been a soggy month here in Tennessee. It almost seems as if it has rained non stop since we brought the "boys" here. The horses don't seem to mind though. Not only do they get to roll and cover them selves with what I'm sure they consider delightfully wonderful clay mud but they have gotten a long reprise from work since I've only been able to ride them once in the month that they've been here. Even with all of the mud and tangled mane, I still think Django is beautiful...and of course, Ranga Rowdy, too. But then I am a wee bit biased:)

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If I Could Fly

If I Could Fly
The wind of heaven is that which flows between a horse's ears.