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My painting found me after twenty years

How’s your week going? Good, I hope. Seriously. 🙂 Yesterday an old friend tracked me down through Facebook, where I participate under a fake name. Shh, don’t tell them. It’s illegal, which is so stupid, I decided to engage in civil disobedience and participate under a fake name. But she found me and sent me … Continue reading

You’ve got to get right back on

They say that when a horse throws you, you’ve got to get right back on or you’ll never ride again. “They” say a lot of things, don’t they? We had lots of horses and I fell off most of them. I got right back on though, and often fell off again, only to repeat the … Continue reading

The Magic Barn: My Ugly Pony

When I was six years-old I got my first pony. He was perhaps the ugliest pony that ever lived, and he made up for this deficiency by also being one of the meanest ponies that ever lived. But I was six and I had my own pony! He was a Shetland pinto named Dan Patch … Continue reading