A Pinch in Time I can’t remember a single time that I was asked to go along to look at a horse, and refused. It made me feel great that my opinion was valued enough that someone would seek it, and I simply enjoyed looking at horses.
Read more →A Pinch in Time I can’t remember a single time that I was asked to go along to look at a horse, and refused. It made me feel great that my opinion was valued enough that someone would seek it, and I simply enjoyed looking at horses.
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