horsescapes

Morgon ritt

Morning Dimma

summer child

sunblinding

We know the same secrets

we were falling, tumbling, rushing through the years. Learning that life is not what we were thought. solid bond. watching growing. always there.

a taste of belonging

still heat holding the drops of sweat like little pearls sacred

I think.

half way there.

Princes

summer gaze tree top gaze

the Peak

summer between my teeth

a rock at a time. a green at a time. endlessity, it smells. tomorrow. today. another day. the birds tells me things i already knew. red blue yellow brown. i wish i were like them.

neo the terrier

Relics II

Relics I

summer toss

Winter Relics

heart hunter horse hunter

Study of solitude II

study of solitude I