Moving Into The Unknown

By dvdlodi

Lucky

When I saw this horse today I was reminded of "Lucky" the horse I grew up around.  Lucky was a gentle horse that loved to be ridden bare-back. I have a very distinct memory of riding Lucky with my Dad when I was about 5 years old.  No saddle, I clutched both arms around my Dad's waist and we took off along the hedge-row across the road.  My father was a very skilled horse rider and seemed to truly be the master of the universe to me as we galloped through the field that day.  I feel lucky today to have such memories.

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