He looks so much like his great-granddaddy Grey/Traveler. … Miss Rowan glows very golden this summer.
When I first saw them, they were standing together, a bit apart from Aiyanna and Dundee, in a small arrow of sunlight, directed onto them past a fold of the western rimrocks. Before I could get out to them, though, the shaft of light had dimmed from sunset into clouds, but the loveliest light remained, dusting the clouds above with that pink that reflected onto the horses for another few moments.
Sometimes, the question isn’t whether you believe in magic … but how anyone might NOT.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 