Even the winged stingy things...
As far back as I can remember I have been in love with, anything and everything in the natural world. Behind my childhood home, there was a big field filled with wildflowers. This field later became a horse pasture for my little black and white POA horse named Snowflake and my sister's rust colored -shetland pony named Ginger. My sister and I grew older as did our horses. Life marched on, and I forgot about the wild flower field where I spent so much time as a girl- daydreaming, talking to...