This week’s photo credit goes to Jodi McKinney.
At dawn, she felt freer than ever. The dew would dampen her hair, and her spirit could soar. It had been this way since her youth.
This place was always her home, the one she hoped to return to again and again. Now, she had done her time and run her race. Given the world all that she could.
Her babies had grown and didn’t need her anymore. Though she couldn’t run through the fields as she used to, she’d sit and imagine the blades of grass crunching beneath her as she ran.
Here she would retire, an old gray mare, but here, she felt the most beautiful of all, because here, her spirit could soar.
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Well-written! 🙂
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I appreciate your kind words!
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My pleasure! 🙂
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Beautiful.
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Thank you!
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She sounds so contented. A beautifully written piece.
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Thank you, Keith. I’m going to read yours now!
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I love your response! Cuz we’re lovely words for such a beautiful photo. Sadly, I can’t comment since I’m on my phone at the moment. I loved it, though!
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Wonderful! I loved it! The old garden mare put out to pasture.
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Thanks, Priceless Joy!
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We all love our home. Nice story.
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Thank you!
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what a lovely story 🙂
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Thank you, Kate.
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