Photo Friday: It’s the Way

It’s the way a horse smells and the scent of the pines drifting in on an east-bound breeze. It’s the way a saddle creaks, the tattoo of hooves on the trail, the jangle of a hackamore. It’s the way a mama cow lifts her head and looks for her baby. It’s the way the sun sets behind foothills, the swiveling attention of a horse’s ears, the rhythm a body falls into in the saddle.

It’s the way a person’s shoulders relax, breathing mellows out deep and calm, thoughts quiet to silence. It’s the way it feels when you realize everything is gonna be just alright.

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Buster, the cow horse's nose

Buster, the cowhorse, with saddle and fence

Cow pond, reflection, country

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