This week for Stuff Portrait Friday, Kristine's assignment is "Free".
This is my saddle. There was never a time when I felt so free as when I was on a horse. I rode from the time I was 6 until I was 19. I miss it terribly. There's nothing like tearin' across the field at a flat out run. Nothing. No sports car or motorcycle can compare. The sound of thundering hooves. The wind stinging your face. And then you're almost airborn.
Gah! Too serious! Must make jokes! Jokes, dammit! Uhh...
A mother was reading a book about animals to her 3-year-old
Mother: "What does the cow say?"
Mother: "Great! What does the cat say?"
Mother: "Oh, you're so smart! What does the frog say?"
And the wide-eyed 3-year-old looked up at her mother and
So, did you play???