I love my horses. I did not grow up a horse crazy girl. They just weren’t something I was around very much, until I married a cowboy. Now I can’t imagine a life without them.
I have my mother-in-law to thank for this. She grew up with horses and then married a farmer/rancher who’s family only used team horses for pulling equipment. My mother-in-law soon changed that and raised five cowboys and two cowgirls.
So, thank you, Mom! You’ve made an impressionable mark on your family in more than one way.
This girl, she always does this! She looks at me in this lovely way and I just can’t get enough of her! The questions is: is she really looking at me or off into the distance?
Twilight at twilight. She’s the one on the left. A wonderful old gal with only one speed-fast. Sadly, her fast isn’t what is used to be now that she’s around 22. She’s the one who taught me to ride, how to rope, and I trust her without a doubt.