I miss being around horses, Chris. Spent summers on my grandma’s farm and for a city girl, barn time was my favorite. Many hours were dedicated to brushing away my teenage angst with curry combs and soft nubbies. It was very therapeutic and to this day, decades later, I remember the quietness, the breathing and snickering of Old Sam (he was my favorite), the scent of horse, oats, leather… This was a great article. Brought back a flood of warm memories.

@auntieoakley

This was a great article, Chris. I've never been around horses, but this article makes me feel like I've missed something.

I rode as a kid and young teenager. I love horses and can imagine myself cuddling up to one, hearing him/her snicker, kissing the velvet nose, and feeling so much better.