I smile at clotheslines with wind blowing sheets, and tall grasses with wildly blown blooms. In the kitchen, when hands are covered with bursting suds, I long to see wide open spaces rather than brick and mortar piled upon itself.
It was not until recently, after Free Friday, that the husband shared the news. Apparently beneath his city lights exterior, he's just a small town country boy at heart.
Now, that makes me smile.
A few favourite horse movies to share?
Seabiscuit
Secretariat
Buck
