camping/cooking outside, sleeping under the stars, and riding a trained turn and burn horse...
good week?
yes.
and i'm exhausted.
barrels on that horse was fun, he was a good ride on trails as well once the farrier put shoes on him...
i began reading 'the secret garden'
...
i already missed having a garden and desperately wanted to have a large span of land for my own, that book reminded me of how wonderful the outdoors are.
nothing in it was exaggerated to me.
i understood.
*random
i have dusty riding boots, worn out and needing replacement.
converse in the back of my truck.
glistening eyes when i look at the stars.
a stormy gaze that occasionally i cannot even hold.
an annual subscription to marvel online comics.
a body that feels at home working clearing trails alone, driving along country roads with the window down.
a heart that soar when i hear a symphony.
a voice that is best used calming campers and entertaining them when they ask me to 'sing opera'
i'm a bit odd.
and i love it.
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