by AHorseLovingGirl | Horses. I really did not want to be near them. At all. But, I had no choice. I had to be around them…

by Lopin’Livi | The place I call home is a large pasture with a pond of clear water. Shady trees lean over it droopily, and surrounding the perimeter of the small pool are bunches of bright wildflowers. Beneath the towering limbs of the oak is my favorite spot to stand…

by Rey | Many people have had writer’s block, and I guess I could say I’ve had it before, too…

by Rey | Wave-like winds sweep over the forest, a hushed tone surrounds…