Today as I drove across the Bow river, I saw a field full of sorrel horses. Every year about a month before Stampede, the Shriners bring into the city their beautiful horses and pasture them just below where I live.
I don't know what it is about horses, but I love to look at them. Seeing them run through a field all together lifts my heart in a special way.
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