tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-269356286184209981.post5556280483528180889..comments2023-10-25T11:07:07.711-05:00Comments on No Name Farm/Ranch: Trying Againjerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04545165597924189619noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-269356286184209981.post-85010377822102780282011-04-26T11:39:43.709-05:002011-04-26T11:39:43.709-05:00Oh wow. I really resonated with this post. I'm...Oh wow. I really resonated with this post. I'm one of those gals whose ears also perk up at any mention of the word "horse". I'm the one, when we're driving down a rural highway, who shouts "horses!" and points out the window - my kids mock me. We even live on a street where people own horses and sometimes they ride past our place. Yet still, I can't pass one without a thrill. <br /><br />I'm so glad you got your second chance back in the saddle. Being Horsey is a state of being that those who aren't Horsey just can't understand. ;-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com