
My young daughter riding her Arabian horse.
My young daughter riding her Arabian horse.
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In the night, in the deep, in the dark; In the quiet, in the stillness, in the moment…
art transcends through seasons of change for your eyes, heart and soul the fires of spring the drums…
What do you do to recharge, refuel and refresh? You matter, so take care of yourself!
“Momma, don’t be mad at him, he doesn’t know any better.” The words rang in my head like…
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