For Arthur|Diggers Rest Horses

Somewhere . . . in time’s own space, there must be some sweet, pastured place
Where creeks sing on – and tall trees grow, some paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen, I know great horses live again. ~Stanley Harrison

 

We buried my old horse Arthur last week. I hope his spirit does live on. He was such a good natured and giving horse.

Arthur leading the way

Arthur leading the way