Thursday, July 14, 2016
I Want a Pony!
Eight year old me with my mom's cousin Carol. I don't know the horse's name, but that doesn't mean (s)he didn't have one. So, not necessarily a nameless one. And this isn't the desert, it is western North Dakota. If this were a color photo, I could perhaps surmise if it had rained recently. I know, I'm trying too hard to tie in a song. Never mind.