Live. Love. Laugh.

Here is my horse. She ran into a lower branch of a tree a pine tree, got so close to a tree my knee scraped it and was bleeding, and wouldn't stop eating grass. She was the only draft horse. Her name was Belle. This picture, "shows her perfectly" as said by my sister.


However, I still liked my horse even though she was the most difficult. It was a nice ride too. Many beautiful thing. I was thinking the whole time how my cousin Evi would have liked it!