I Dream of Wild Horses...

Sometimes, I dream of wild horses.

Years ago, I planned a trip to northern Spain. It included a few days among the wild horses. But when the time came to take the trip, my "client" decided a return to Granada and the Alhambra was more to her liking. The grand tour of northern Spain was cancelled. Sigh.

I wanted to spend time with these creatures.

Sometimes I dream of wild horses.

Will I see them on my pilgrimage? I don't know.

But, I will know they are there...

Life is good...just unpredictable...

"Ginn"
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