For whatever reason, several of the horses that are usually pastured alongside my road had been taken away, leaving only one gray stallion alone in the field. There had to be good reason for this because my neighbor, Wally, is very kind to his horses. But I watched the sweet, gentle, gray sort of pine for his buddies and it hurt my heart every time I passed by. But today, just as the monsoons are arriving in full swing, three of the other horses were back. And, I swear, if a horse could smile, my friend was grinning from ear to ear.
Love to you all,