I spent the evening out in the pasture across the street with my guys. I haven't spent much time with them this week. Maybe tomorrow morning. Indio and I are overdue for a romp in the hills. If we go much longer we'll lose confidence in one another.It is wonderful to have this safe place to go to. There is lots of space. I can sing . . . or cry . . . or talk . . . and my horses will just take it in stride. There is a branch that runs low . . . and mostly parallel to the ground. It is a great place to sit back, open up my mind and take a look. It was a lot calmer in there than I had anticipated.