by Valerie Rogers | Nov 21, 2017
Misty Morning So many years ago, early in the morning I would walk down the forested lane to the river where the horses were pastured under the cottonwoods. The gentle mist would lift off the river and cloak the branches while the horse would nicker their welcome....
by Valerie Rogers | Feb 3, 2017
Out of the Dark Horse Horses Art Gallery No Results Found The page you requested could not be found. Try refining your search, or use the navigation above to locate the...