Thursday, April 2, 2015
the wind and the wild
I crossed back into Colorado, swept along by 40 mph winds and stinging dust. The light was surreal and the road into the hills beckoned me. Would the horses be there today? Would they brave the dust storm and welcome me back to the country I love?
The answer was yes. The horses stood on the sandy ground, surrounded by bits of green. Their tails and manes blew in the wild wind. They pranced and whispered to the winds. Their hearts, (and mine), were one with the distant mesas and the high, dusty skies.
Oh, to be in such company, to be free, to be home once again.
Linking up with Chrisy at living a good north coast life and sharing a little of the wild and wonderful world around us.