Happy Birthday Margo!

"Run With The Wind"

Okay, I found this incredible post thanks to Mr.Ed.
Check out "I Am" on the "Spiritual Side" of this site.

Run with the Wind
by Marie Buchfink

I Am




I am drinker of the wind, daughter of the stars. This is my voice that I claim in the name of the gods.
I am lover of the meadow, keeper of the ponies, large and small. It is to me that the deer speak and the raccoon wanders.

I am born of the sea and the moon, meant to be heard, gifted with words.

By day, I lay upon the golden grasses as they chatter in the breeze, warmed by the sun, watching the yellow butterfly flutter through life.

By night, I listen to the creek, seek the wisdom of the snake and dream of the power of the buffalo.

The clouds are my steed, the cats my companions. While I sleep, they linger nearby. The beaver readies the waters for my wakening.

Rags To Riches, Retired 3-24-08

Rags To Riches, left. Curlin, right. (2007 Belmont)

Rags To Riches re-injured (March 2008)...retired to be a brood mare, "mommy".

Dubai World Cup March 29, 2008

Curlin

Just Sayin'

Tagged, Take Two

Hog Heaven

Okay, my blog mentor claims that I was "kinda cheatin'" on my tag. So, wanting to please, I thought I would try again.
Where you go, there you are!

Tagged

Takes Being Tagged Way Too Seriously



I received notification Friday that I had been "tagged". As I have been busy with other stuff, such as following the Derby trail (note: Barclay Tagg is the trainer of the horse that won the Tampa Bay Derby on Sat.), I have just had this challenge sitting in the back of my mind all weekend. Then, when I started getting serious about it, I didn't have the foggiest of what to say. I wanted to ask someone else to write it for me. Reckon that sums it up! So, my reply is "Takes being tagged way too seriously."

Oh, and as for the others I am tagging, I'm new at this game and since I have been tagged by Hahn at Home and I don't think Hollywood farm girl will respond, I tag Margo of The Starr Ann Chronicles and Cap'n Dyke and any other posse members who stumble upon this post.

The rules are:
1. Write your own six word memoir.
2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like.
3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post.
4. Tag five more blogs with links.
5. And don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play!

Sasha

A beautiful soul departed this world today.

Dreams

When I was in "High School" I took an English class that required frequent journal entries. I remember writing "Dreams die and we with time." Mysteriously, that journal has been lost. But as Hahn has reminded in a comment, lost dreams give birth to new ones and, so perhaps we are re-born?