Posted on January 27, 2010 at 8:34am
I have grown up on the back of a horse. The odyssey on which my mounts and I have embarked in my short 29 years has been convoluted, exhilarating, frustrating, devastating, and enlightening.
"Buck" (Wow I just now realized the irony of that name for a horse). It all started on the day of my fifth birthday. Buck came to my party at our home in Naples, Florida. From that moment on, I was hooked. He was (as I recall in my minds eye) a very big horse. Slick, soft, bay, and as gentle as they… Continue