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Binding with Briars My Joys & Desires: A garden of bourgeois pseudo-intellectual musings. A blog of intelligent beauty. By: An annoyingly curious graduate student in the humanities. "And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And ‘Thou shalt not’ writ...

Sometimes i wonder what i will ever do with my life. I sure hope that my kids will grow up with more than one horse.

~Spanish Feria (Festival) where horses and riders are decked out in traditional garb, looking every bit as romantic as it sounds. Every major town or city has its own Feria, which may last for weeks each summer.~

I love a white horse (yes TECHNICHALLY dapple gray...but...my pin, I choose the color, so there. Nyaah!!) with a black mane, tail and points.

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding—    Riding—riding— The highwayman came riding, up …