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"Blessed are the broodmares"

" Walkabout"  

 

"I'm the princess"

"Beacon's Little Tike" 

 

Six months old and still can't see over the door

"Walnut"

 

Proverbs 1 4:10 - Each heart knows its own bitterness, and no one else can share its own joy."

"Romeo"


 "I can see the fingerprints of God when I look at you,
I can see the fingerprints of God and,
I know its true, you're a masterpiece.
That all creation quietly applauds
and you're covered with the fingerprints of God."

"Wild Chance"

 

Chance relaxing under the apple tree.

"Justexeu Sweet"

Gen 17:16 - I will bless her and she will surely give you a son.  She will be the mother of all the nations.

"Walkabout"

Horse, you are truly a creature without equal, for you can fly without wings and conquer without sword.

"Wild Star"

Is this how you do it Mommy?

"Beacon's Night Shadow"
Ashley and Josie

Out for a bareback ride on the perfect babysitter, A Connemara Pony.

"Was Ist Leibe"

Our one day of snow, this year.

"Walkabout" and "Bubbles"

There is only one good piece of grass left.

Kaylyn And Poco 2006

 

The Heart of a Horse

When your day seems out of balance and so many things go wrong...
When people fight around you and the day drags on too long...
When the grown-ups act like children, and your off your spiritual course
Go out into the pasture... and wrap your arms around your horse.
His gentle breath enfolds you, and he watches with those eyes.
He may not have a Ph,D., But he is, oh so wise!
His head rests on your shoulder.
You embrace and feel his might.
He puts your world in balance, and makes it seem all right.
Your tears they soon stop flowing.
The tension is now eased.
The garbage has been lifted, and you're quiet and at peace.
So when you need the balance from circumstances in your day...
The best therapy you can seek, is out there eating hay!!!

"Bubbles" & "Rhapsody"
2008

Sassy 2000      Faith 2002          Rosie 2004            Jed 2003

“Somewhere, somewhere… in time’s own space, there must be some sweet, pasture place.

Where creeks sing on – and tall trees grow, some paradise where horses go.

For by the love that guides my pen, I know great horses live again.

-Stanley Harrison-

 

 

 

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