I got to help her say goodbye.

She is a just a little thing and he's a wild Arab. He's beautiful but his spirit is too rough to have around a lot of people.

He's being sold today.

Friday, she and I walk him around his favorite trails. Soft words were murmured while I took pictures.

Fayetteville has a big horse culture...more than people would think. The barns and fields smell fresh and green and there is hope and new life EVERYWHERE. ;)

xoxoxo