Every once in a while memories from your childhood sneak in and hang around for a while. I can remember as a kid spending part of the afternoon sitting at the kitchen table doing my homework. The window was open, the warm breeze blowing the curtains back and forth, and I could hear the other kids playing around the neighborhood. I so wanted to go join the fun but I was trapped there…stuck inside…doing homework. In later years I recall sitting in my office looking out at the mountains wishing I could go there but again...I was trapped…stuck inside…working. When I noticed this horse in the shop window, and studied his face I could almost feel what he seems to be feeling. Good thing it is a carved horse and has no feelings...or does he?
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