Beyond that First Rodeo
A young horse is like a fresh sheet of paper; clean, pure and empty of human nonsense.
Friday Night’s Festivities
I paint like a mad-hatter for a good hour and get most of the hallway covered in brown, before the creatures return (every last one) with the widget trailing behind. The task, mostly, completed. Their company then, should be cute?
The Horse Can’t Stop
The raring up I can amend, at least it can be prevented, it could become a serious problem where safety is concerned, however.
For The Magic
I am desperate for magic in my life not to mention my writing.
Comedy Of A Cowgirl 