Awhile back the wife took a couple pictures. The one on my shoulder was a young feller and really frisky. I just leaned up against the fence pretending to ignore him and in less than a minute he was over there giving me a hug. Been that way all my life, horses just seem to come to me, no matter how wild they are. Thought I would share. Click Pictures To Enlarge.
Welcome to my little corner of the countryside, where storytelling meets the everyday joys of woodworking, farming, and gardening. I’m GW, a writer and published author with over thirty years of experience. Here, I’m eager to share the lessons and stories from a life spent writing and working with my hands. Join me as we explore the practical and rewarding side of country life—from crafting wooden pieces to tending the land and growing gardens. Each post reflects the wisdom gained from a long journey of writing and living close to nature.
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