Yesterday I had the opportunity to accompany my daughter's Girl Scout troop to a horsebarn. There they learned all about the parts of the horse, their care and keeping, etc. This horse, Chelsea, was the picture of patience - being curry combed, brushed, and fawned on by 10 enthusiastic girls. She was so gentle with the girls, but what was she thinking about them? What did she see? Here's a small glimpse.Click on the image to view larger and see the reflection. How many girls do you see? Like my tie dye?
