tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014005277153555622.post4616599633122697176..comments2023-03-29T04:47:15.998-05:00Comments on Spiritcreek: A Family TraditionJackiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15461386564339879940noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014005277153555622.post-70418356918925789042017-05-14T02:26:50.733-05:002017-05-14T02:26:50.733-05:00Yep... That's how it goes.Yep... That's how it goes.Jackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15461386564339879940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014005277153555622.post-44466396225566124102017-05-13T07:37:02.596-05:002017-05-13T07:37:02.596-05:00What's up Doc? Horses are addictive, a craving...What's up Doc? Horses are addictive, a craving worse than the need for cheeseburgers. It started with the one and ended with a herd of 16 mares and a stallion, every year it damn near doubled. It all ended with old age setting in finally winding up with two. They are my pasture art, my "gimme my hay and go away" ponies. The saddles and bridles hang in the tack room waiting for the "let's ride" bunch to show up. Maybe tomorrow........ maybe. Love & light, Mokasha Mokashahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08968877573322546151noreply@blogger.com