The gelding in the picture is twenty-eight. In horse years this roughly translates to, well, old. Unlike people, who our society all too often view as less attractive as they age, he makes everything look good; distinguished; wise — even a late winter beard of heavy fur and unkempt whiskers. He has a way with people young and old, a kindness, an understanding. I hope, one day, to be half the soul he is.
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LOVE this photo. Thanks so much for participating — happy Love Thursday!
K.
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