I watch these two women best friends all their lives always there for one another both happy and bright Their children more like siblings than anything else their energy tied together so well, these women of Celts their friendship so full they need not even speak the bond is abundant, special and quite unique Both…
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New Cup
So here I stand
cup in hand…
A Short Poem
Last year, while we were at the beach, my husband captured a photo of me resting after attempting to skim board. That same day, before we went out in the morning, he kindly asked if I wanted a chair to sit on. I declined stating “I practice what I preach so I’m going to sit…
Horses, Movement & Life 