Home Is Where the Horses Are

Friday afternoon I got a text from one of my best friends asking if I was wanted to come  to town that weekend.  The weather was supposed to be really bad this weekend, but the radar looked clear and I had a free weekend after a long week, so I packed up my bags and headed south a weekend with my best friend in the earthly promised land: Texas.

All it takes is crossing the state line for the air to feel a little lighter and my spirit to feel a lot more at peace.  It was so, so good to be home.

We went out to the barn that I spent as much time at growing up as I did my own house. Does that mean I can say yes when people question my manners and ask if I was raised in a barn??? (Mom must be so proud)

Here’s the cute, lower barn. I love it because its so full of character:


We rode pretty ponies that were full of personality, as Sweetie perfectly displays:

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She’s just the slightest bit camera shy….. 😉

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Shiloh was a fan of the camera as well.


As for Ollie, it was too cold to be interested enough to come check out what was going on.  We brought in all the horses because a major cold front moved in the area and many of the horses are clipped for the winter horse shows.  It was sooooo cold.  The temperature dropped about 15 degrees in a matter of minutes and the horses were feelin’ good.

It was an absolute joy to be back around my best friend with the sweetest horses again in my home state.

Thank you, Jesus, for bringing some of my favorite things back into my life. What a way to start out the new year!

I hope 2018 is full of your own favorite things!

I have another exciting trip coming up tomorrow, so until the next adventure..


The Ramblin’ Woman

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