I grew up out in the country. I have fond memories of my dad walking my younger siblings and I down to the big farm at the end of the road to visit the horses. We each had our own picked out. I named mine Chestnut and he always came right over to see me.
Fast foward 20 years and here I am in the suburbs, with a daughter who loves horses. And I mean LOVES them! On a busy three lane road, not far from our house is some beautiful land with several horses. These horses are very special to an 8 year old girl, named Grace. We drive by them several times a week, but quite often Dad drives over, parks in a near by church parking lot, and they walk over to visit her horses. She is always sure to wear her cowgirl outfit. :0) In our family the horses are known as Star and Eggnog.
There photos were taken yesterday afternoon. Star and Eggnog are on their way over to visit Grace.
It looks like carrots are on the menu today! And maybe one or two sugar cubes but shhhhhh....don't tell. ;0)
Star doesn't believe all the sugar cubes are gone.
Eggnog is smiling because she got the last one!
After a snack, it's time for some "lovies." Eggnog patiently waits her turn.
I wish I could tell you that this story has a happy ending, that Grace will always be able to visit her horses.
Two months ago, a big "for sale" sign went up on the corner of the property. Why can't this be one thing that stays perfect forever? Do we really need *one* more office building or *one* more bank? I dread the day we drive by and Star and Eggnog are no longer there.
Grace is going to put all of these beautiful photos up on her wall and she will have wonderful memories to remind her that ~Once upon a time there was....
and her horses.~