O Friend! My friend! Our long ride is over. Chasing our mirage in the desert, we're nearly there, one last storm and we’re over the hill! You’ve fought hard for every battle. Your desert hooves have torn under those prairie skies and Rocky Mountain summer, you turned the Plains asunder. Winter loomed ahead and … Continue reading O Friend! My Friend!
I trusted you, I wasn’t sure why. Your hair in my face, wind whipping down the Highway The mountains came and went on the right Big cities rose and fell on the left. I searched the shelves of movies in my brain To figure out why we fit So well. You owned that Highway like … Continue reading The Quiet Man
29. April 2011 Today is my last day “horse-sitting” in Germany. The three-week experience has fully finally dampened my longing for horses, riding, and animals. These horses gave me something to fuss over. It took about an hour each way to get out to the barn, plus a 10-minute hike up a steep hill. Not … Continue reading Leather Travels
Poesie Sans, Souci 