Tara-Howdy, Let me start off my telling you that I have two fulltime jobs. One that pays the bills and one that fills my heart with happiness. Since those bills simply must get paid, I have a very challenging job working for the State. Now be nice and have mercy on those poor employees. It's a truly tough job, but Thankfully my fun co-workers help relieve some of the stress. Being a State employee is just my day job. My real job is an average, everyday, run of the mill, devoted, true blue...horse lover. I've adored these glorious creatures all my life and can't think of a whole lot I'd rather be doing than riding, photographing, exhibiting and sharing them with everyone.
Mary-Hi! I'm the Mama and Grammy Mama. I'm retired and love being able to look out my kitchen window and see these beautiful animals in the yard. They are such characters. Some of my jobs include but are not limited to, taking photos at events, making the costumes, and neck bling collars. They bring so much joy into our lives and others. Welcome to our world.
Don't cry for the horses, That life has set free
A million white horses, Forever to be
Don't cry for the horses, Now in God's hands
As they dance and they prance, To a heavenly band
They were ours to borrow, But never to keep
As they close their eyes, Forever to sleep
Spirits unbound, On silver wings they fly
A million white horses, Against the blue sky
Look up into heaven, You'll see them above
The horses we lost, The horses we loved
Manes and tails flowing, They gallop through time
They were never yours, They were never mine
Don't cry for the horses, They will be back someday
When our time comes, They will show us the way
Do you hear that soft nicker, Close to your ear?
Don't cry for the horses. Love the ones that are here.
-Brenda Riley-Seymore