Posted on February 15, 2015 by colleenlburghardt
The wind is howling outside; the air is so crisp it bites me as I make the daily trek out to the barn. I gasp for breath, fighting the assault that comes with the frigid air. I’m bundled up with…
Category: Digital Archives, PW 6950, Reflection
Tags: Digital narratives, dormancy, horses, professional writing, PW 6950, reflection, winter
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