I don't have much to say this Wednesday except my neighbors at Old Sweetwater have horses. For me it's the best of both worlds. I get to watch the horses and colts graze, prance and run without lifting a brush, hay bale or saddle. Thank you, good neighbors.
My love for horses goes waaaaaay back. I always dreamed of owning my own horse, had a pony named "Little Joe" when I was in 6th grade. But never a real horse. For me, part of the love and beauty is to brush them and watch the animal move closer to you, just like a cat! If they could, I'm sure they would purr and brush against your leg to show you how much they enjoy the brushing. They really are very loving.
Family Rain, gently falling Classical music Black wrought iron fences Babies feet Good friends Fresh brewed coffee The sound of knitting needles clicking White - it calms me Pearls - real of course Autumn. It is the smell of leaves High heels...oooooh And art Moonlight - the color fascinates me Dark chocolate; never white or milk White fluffy towels My cowboy boots And all things French.
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Horses are so relaxing!
My love for horses goes waaaaaay back. I always dreamed of owning my own horse, had a pony named "Little Joe" when I was in 6th grade. But never a real horse. For me, part of the love and beauty is to brush them and watch the animal move closer to you, just like a cat! If they could, I'm sure they would purr and brush against your leg to show you how much they enjoy the brushing. They really are very loving.
That sounds lovely!
Manuela
You have captured such a lovely feeling with that picture and your post. Thanks for sharing it with us!
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