A homegrown heart is one that longs to sleep with the windows open. One that longs to smell the fresh cut fields, Ride in the afternoon - bareback, and barfoot. A homegrown heart likes to turn the music up, grow something, talk to God and wear boots, because they are better. These hearts go fishing, play with dogs and play with horses. Homegrown hearts give it their all, everytime. They are true to themselves, and true to those around them. They have deep roots. But more important, a homegrown heart LOVES WITH ALL ITS STRENGTH.








Tuesday, September 28, 2010

This morning my boy stood super still and got groomed all pretty.  He let me pick all four hoofs, with not even a flicker of his ears.  He lunged nice, had a tantrum but got over it really fast.  Im letting him have a little break today, I imagine he is probably pretty sore!  Poor little guy! 

On another note, I woke up this morning from a strange, sad dream... about a certain person that used to make me smile.  So i tried to push it out of my mind and think about something happy... like the tack I found, and all the apples that I can make apple sauce out of... thats a happy thought.  :)

Found this picture and it made me laugh... I could use a good laugh, so here you go :)
Reminds me of sean working on his cars...

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