Traveling Through Resistance
Lean into a gathering
And binds me to a day I’ll remember
Solo Trail Ride Squeeking of leather Calling of birds Riding in the woods It’s too purty for words. Just me and my horse Ambling along. It’s such a wonderful feeling Wanna break out in song. I found a melody In the beating of hooves As my troubles drift off And over tree roofs. – Mary…
Rejoice Whatever remembrance These days bring Resurrection Freedom Rebirth New life I have found Peace and smiles In giving thanks For blessings And struggles That come in waves gentle and wild Neither labeling good or bad Simply Interesting
Fall Colors burned Singed Like a hot brand
About a month ago, I decided I would take today and tomorrow off as a birthday mini-vacation and retreat. You know, contemplate the meaning of life and figure out what I want to do with what’s left of said life. Plus I wanted to write and do some other fun stuff. Then I got a…
The affirmation “I am lovable.” doesn’t mean much if no one loves you. Gotta love Valentine’s Day… Skijoring Update Java and I went skijoring on Sunday and there were about five other people with dogs there, which may explain why I fell four times, but only twice on my bad shoulder. Java and I did…
When I was a child and frightened at night or couldn’t fall asleep, I made up stories. I still do. continued on Vision and Verb…
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Beautiful, Maery! I love how red Luke is. Nothing like hugging your horse when they have that soft winter coat.
Fantastic shots and text! Wow!
Beautiful!