Living on the horse farm has to be the most memorable part of my life. Surrounded by fresh air, wide-open space, and peaceful, natural sounds, I cherished every minute spent with the horses. The hot, humid summers were always the laziest parts of life on the farm. Rising early in the damp morning, I tried to get outside and start my daily chores before the inevitable heat struck the air. Breathing the crisp, morning air, …showed first 75 words of 1059 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1059 total…friendly wet snout and licked by a salt-greedy tongue, I enjoy the peaceful sound of crickets and the slow flowing of the grass in the nights breeze. After waking from a slight doze, I call goodnights and stumble back toward the farmhouse, eager to find my bed and nestle in for the night. No need for an alarm clock, my body will wake when it is time and I will start my day over again.