“The opinions of thoroughbred horses” *

She had a rapport with horses that was uncanny. If she wanted to commune with some in a field, she’d nicker or neigh to them, sometimes blow snuffle noises too. In minutes, one or all of them would either sidle or come directly to her at the fence. Horses were her sanctuary— with them, was the place she felt safest, and heard. *Bestiary by Pablo … Continue reading “The opinions of thoroughbred horses” *

“Horses stepped out into the mist” *

and the day became one filled with magic. This was always the way whenever horses entered her life; she felt like Alice when she stepped through that Looking Glass. She became someone else, someone who could do anything, be anyone. Without hesitation, she climbed onto the wagon, seized the reins and took over the ride. *Horses by Pablo Neruda Continue reading “Horses stepped out into the mist” *