Horses Run Wild

There are cool moments in life. Here is one of them…

Walking through the stables in the morning, saying hello to all the horses in their stalls as the smell of hay permeated the air. And then, through the indoor stable, where the five lucky horses are. I walk down, they know what is up. They follow behind, quicken the step, in anticipation. And I open the green gate, and the horse pass through, and start to run, roll and jump as they enter the huge pasture between the two rock ridges. You can see it – freedom – and the joy that it brings, right before your very eyes. And every time I do this, I smile, because it's tapping into something wild and right. 

Off to work!