Horses lend us the wings we lack.

In riding a horse we borrow freedom.

The air of heaven is that which blows between a horse's ears.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Horse love

I often wonder where all my time has gone. The past few weeks are flying past way too fast. Answer? Horses. Why do I devote so much time to horses, riding, coaching, mucking out stalls, hauling water, frozen hoses, tending to needy animals, mending wounds, sweeping, mixing grain, throwing hay, trudging through the coldest, wettest, muddiest, windiest weather,  and attempting to push a wheelbarrow where no wheelbarrow should go when I could be inside relaxing in the comfort of my lovely home like most normal people do?  This is the life of horses. Any respectful horse owner/lover can understand that there is truly no good answer to explain all our craziness except for our true love of horses. We have the inept drive inside us to do the insanest things all for the love of our horses, things that we would never put ourselves through for any other reason.

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