Also on these boards
Assateague Horses - childhood memories of taking a boat to this island in the 60's, amazed by the beauty and wildness of these untamed horses - so close to the coast of Maryland, yet in a world all their own.
My first horse was sorrel (quarter-horse) similar to the one on the left. No one really wanted her but she became mine and I loved her. I don't know what happened in her life but she hated men to ride her. Her name was Sunshine.