October 23, 2020.Reading time 1 minute.
When I got to the barn yesterday morning, Freedom was nowhere to be seen. I was a bit late to feed, and usually, the horses are waiting by the fence, eager for their breakfast. I scanned the pasture. Nothing. I whistled for him. No response. The girls were there, nickering encouragement. So, I threw them […]
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December 19, 2014.Reading time less than 1 minute.
July 19, 2014.Reading time less than 1 minute.
Unlike Zelda, whose black coat fades out during the summer, Freedom seems to absorb the sunlight and store it in his coat. He gleams. He exudes the golden light of high summer. And it’s not because I spend a lot of time grooming him. Mr. “Don’t Touch Me” wouldn’t stand for that. I’m lucky if […]
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