11 years ago
Thursday, March 5, 2009
{ All the pretty little horses }
When I was growing up, I was lucky that my grandparents lived on a farm. This meant that I got to ride horses and see newborn pigs and sheep and watch my grandpa brand cattle and even drive an enormous tractor when I was eight. All great memories, all still as fresh as if they just happened. My kids are city kids, with city grandparents and get to do really awesome things too, but I wish they had the chance to go to "grandpa's farm" too. Instead we go to Wheeler Farm and Gardner Village and ride ponies and look at animals. { Or, we go to Cowboy Grub and ride the fake ones. they don't seem to mind! }
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2 comments:
Hey, the fake ones don't bite. :)
You are right! : )
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