Winters-Kiss
Snow Bird
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all. - Emily Dickinson
I am a writer, outdoors enthusiast, mountain climber, avid reader and trouble maker. I live near Yellowstone and Grand Teton National Park in Wyoming.
Introduction This is the story of my dear friend, Beula. She was a beautiful dapple grey mare who came to live with us two days after my ten...
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