I passed the ‘winter test’ of taking care of the school horse Pal with flying colors. As they say in the postman’s creed, Neither rain nor hale,.. Frankly looking back on that winter, I don’t know how I ever did it! But when you are a determined 10 year-old girl in love with a short,.. read more →
I was born part horse, or at least that’s what my grandmother, affectionately known as Ma (like a sheep goes baa), told me! Some of my earliest memories were of gazing at the watercolors in a large, special edition of Black Beauty. I was easily transported off my bed and into the pages to rescue.. read more →