First off, I must apologize for not keeping up with my Web Journal as I had intended. As time quickly passed me by, I found myself once again, falling farther and farther behind. That leads me to my current question: Where do I start now? It looks like my last entry was back in January… Read More Where Do I Start?
This may come as a surprise to some of you, but I have not always been a horse-person. As a little girl growing up, my dreams were not filled with horses. My sister had a horse when we were in our teenage years and I have to admit to having a fear of that horse.… Read More Hoof Prints within my Heart
Every summer I make the long journey to the Pryor Mountains of Montana. The top of the mountain holds a fascination for me that I just can’t seem to let go of. As long as the Lord is willing, I will continue to journey to this amazing place. I have never gone to the mountain… Read More A Journey to the Mountain Top
(As the snow has been falling on the ground for a good month here in Ohio, I have realized that I have not made an entry in this journal for some months now. I will start where I left off back in June and will try to catch up in the weeks to come.) As… Read More A Visit to Image and Ember’s Family
For lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth: The time of singing has come, And the voice of the turtledove Is heard in our land. Song of Solomon 2:11-12 I have to say that I am so thankful to be past the winter months and… Read More Farewell Winter……. Welcome Spring!
When I found out that the BLM (Bureau of Land Management, government agency that is supposed to ‘manage’ wild horses in the US) was planning a massive removal of the beloved wild horse herd that I follow and photograph, my heart cried out that it must not happen! And following my heart, I got busy… Read More Massive Removal from Clouds Herd
If someone were to ask me what my most favorite place on this earth is, I would have to say the Pryor Mountains of Montana. There is a beauty there that no other place can match. A solace that soothes my soul. In the quiet of the mountain top, I can hear the wind whispering… Read More Pryor Mountain Wild Horses