“Ethan looked over at his father and uncle and asked, “Is this space large enough for one more box muskets?” “It should… — Deborah G. Felder Copy Share Image
My dream is to show the fire which comes out of the horses' nostrils; the dust which rises from their hooves. I… — Rosa Bonheur Copy Share Image
I'm a little prejudiced when it comes to horses. I have always loved them. — Willie Nelson Copy Share Image
