by mustang 23 | “Legacy! What are you doing?” I yelled, staring aghast at the mess in the stall. There were strips of wood everywhere, and one part of the door was nearly chewed through…

by mustang23 | Dreams. We all have them. We all need them. We all should live for our dreams. Without dreams, we are pretty much useless. Without dreams, we have nothing to get up in the morning for. Without dreams, we have no drive. Without drive, we’ll never do anything…

by mustang23 | The photo on the wall captivated my little cousin. “Is that really you?” she asked me, her eyes wide. “Yep, that’s me on Shine,” I said, touching the picture. “I think I won the Junior Advanced that day.” Shine. I missed him with my whole heart. I couldn’t believe he was gone. So soon…

by mustang23 | I slowly walked away from the barn, arms wrapped around me to protect against the bitter cold. I wiped a tear, not really knowing why I was crying. In the barn was a small, sickly, foal. She was mine. I did not want her…

by mustang23 | Even the best-laid plans can fall apart. I figured this out the hard way. I’d planned to spend the evening with Star, grooming her to make her chestnut coat gleam, and telling her about our future. Mother had other plans…

by mustang23
They run for the sun,
Slowing for no one…

by mustang23 | I haven’t blogged in a while, and I’m kinda scared. I think I’m losing part of my love of horses. Now, I will never leave, unless I feel the need, and I’m having way too much fun here, but it’s like I’m not obsessed with horses anymore…

by mustang23 | I was just thinking that it’s not the humongous, momentous things that really mean the most, it’s the little things. Sure there are some big things that are really important, like your first time riding a horse…

by mustang23 | We’ve all probably done it. “What was your name again?” you ask, recognizing the face but not the name. Sometimes, the name is more memorable than the face. Say there’s a bay horse, average size, no special markings, and he looks just like a normal horse…

by mustang23 | I really didn’t want to be here, babysitting a bunch of cows. I sat on Jade, and shifted my aching rear. Ooohh, when we got back home, I was going to soak for hours…