Just comments about my art, kids, animals and the eccentricity of it all.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Tough day, tough week. This was Patty's last ride.
She was an accomplished horsewoman, and a fierce, fierce friend. She lived for her family and only when her body could not endure one more indignity, one more struggle, when every last cell had had enough, only then was she willing to leave and move on.
They were awfully nice Clydesdales, you would have loved them, Patty.