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Moon Light Ride

The brown tipped grass peeked through the snow -
With stems quite cold and forlorn.
The north gale came and so winds did blow
and nodded their heads in form. 235 more words


A Horse? Of course!

I have no idea if his name is Ed, or Mr. Crazy Pants McGhee, but I am going with the latter….


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Oscar’s (Tail) Tale

Thirty Nine—Lolly, Bailey, and Grandma Brown Visit Adrian’s Farm

In the days that followed my big birthday bash, Adrian came over for supper quite a few times.  729 more words