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September 16, 2008


My Uncle Skipper emailed me a picture of his Texas back yard:


OK I WANT TO GO THERE NOW. I love horses, I always have. Is there anyone else out there who was a horsey girl growing up, reading Misty of Chincoteague and Stormy, Misty's Foal and Justin Morgan Had a Horse. And pretending you were digging clams with your feet like Paul and Maureen and hoping you would find an island like Chincoteague and a horse like Misty. I think I spent 90% of my childhood with my nose buried in a book and my head in the clouds, imagining me at the center of the story and the story often contained a horse.

Now of course my story contains this:



Go figure.

Posted by laurie at September 16, 2008 9:07 AM