Farm life
Somewhere in Iceland.
The Shy Horse and his Mohawk
Iceland.
Another lonely horse
His friends weren’t far away though.
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A little house on crumpled brown paper
Downhill
There are moments when you are sorry to be moving.
A lonely horse
We were both curious about each other.
The holy Spirit
It doesn’t have to always be a dove you know…
The free
Take your clothes off and run.