Astride at 10, thrown at 12, clinging to Old Paint in the Mendocino sea. Horses can be a dicey prop, no question. But when your feet haven't touched the earth in ages and you can't quite get your head from out your arse, a horsey will zen you right back to present. You've got no choice but to connect. 24.4.09
Saddlin' up
Astride at 10, thrown at 12, clinging to Old Paint in the Mendocino sea. Horses can be a dicey prop, no question. But when your feet haven't touched the earth in ages and you can't quite get your head from out your arse, a horsey will zen you right back to present. You've got no choice but to connect. 
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