Saturday, March 7, 2009

Warming the cockles of my heart

What are the cockles of a heart?

But anyway . . .

I’m walking around the corner of the barn this morning.

The first paddock comes in sight, and the horse inside raises his head, ears forward, mild interest.

The second paddock comes in sight, and the horse inside raises his head, ears forward, mild interest.

The third paddock comes in sight and the horse inside raises his head very, very high, ears pitched as far forward as they’ll go.

The first horse returns to grazing.

The second horse returns to grazing.

The third horse remains on alert as close to the fence as possible and yearning over it with his head and neck.

Guess which horse is mine?

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