Visiting the neighbors

I miss having horses.  We used to have a wonderful, old barn filled with these creatures with the world's softest noses. 

Seriously, what is softer than the velvet of a horse's nose????

But while that barn was wonderful to me, it wasn't exactly stable. Over 100 years old and leaning, it was near toppling over. And the cost to restore it? More than we could handle at the time.

(If I had it to do over again, I'd have taken out a second mortgage, and done anything I could to save it!!)

It has been gone for years now. And we are horseless.

But our neighbors have some we can visit!

 We hopped on the 4 wheeler and drove up the road to call on them, and Sugarwings fell head over heels for the horses. 

She was in heaven there for the afternoon and keeps asking me why we don't have a "real farm".  

But as much as I miss having a barnyard full of these guys, I also remember how much work they can be.  

For now, I'll just consider myself lucky to have neighbors who welcome us when we want to come over and be reminded of how good a horse's neck smells when you put your arm around it and just how velvety their noses are.