Wednesday, April 23, 2008

The barn is my refuge

I've found that having a horse helps me deal with the stress in my life. Last night, I started getting frustrated with my family, and suddenly what I wanted more than anything (even though it was 11 o'clock at night and I was getting ready for bed) was to go to the barn and hang out with my horse.

Spending time at the barn tends to refresh my mood and help me put everything into perspective. There is something so simple and pleasant and soothing about spending time with my horse: smelling his horsey smell, hearing his little nickers, and basking in his affection.

It's like time stops and the rest of the world disappears when I'm at the barn. Life is suddenly made up entirely of sun and pasture and horses.

It is pure happiness: my refuge.

Horses in a pasture



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