Let me count the ways. . .
I love your courage and athleticism
and the gentle slope of your roman nose.
I love your sweetness and charm
and the curved roundness of your hip.
I love your stoic workhorse bearing
and the tawny coloring of your muzzle.
I love your calm, quiet demeanor
and your dark expressive eye.
|Bare knees and all. . .|
Today, I am thankful for Ruby!
More specifically, I'm thankful that I was given the okay to begin riding her again. Of course, there are limitations to what she is able to do but the light at the end of the tunnel is growing brighter. With a little luck we should be ready to go full-bore by March 17th!
(My apologies to Elizabeth Barret Browning for the desicration of her classic poem.)