I once rode a horse one hundred miles in a day, through a forest fire with a woman on a mule named Danny who sang songs she’d made up to help pass the time…
I once rode a horse one hundred miles in a day, through a forest fire with a woman on a mule named Danny who sang songs she’d made up to help pass the time…
It’s already day two of the new year. Winter is not my favorite season, but not my least favorite either. Overnight we had a dusting of snow, enough to put … Continue reading The Real Passion