It's not often that my work and equine worlds collide in a good way. It's usually a collision wherein my horse world comes out beaten and bruised. Although last summer when my head and face met up with the arena pole, it was my work life that was the one sporting the black eye, literally!
But I am getting off topic. The point of this post was to share a good collision. On Thursday morning, one of my students shyly handed me a drawing she and her dad had done the night before. I oohed and ahhed appropriately and promised to hang her work at the barn. And I did. That very day. Here are the pictures of her artwork.