Newsletter 2014
Late winter 2013. The promise of new life, of ease, comfort and plenty after a miserably wet winter, a beautiful paint mare awaited springtime. Did she have any sense of foreboding? When the first flame was sparked in her barn, how quickly did she sense her peril? As the flames spread, what heart-wrenching cries did her two-year old colt make, trapped and suffering so close to her? So close, and yet beyond her ability to help him in his separate stall. How did those flames sear her mother-heart? What did she think, feel, sense as she kicked and struggled to get away from the heat, forced to leave him behind?
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