..seems to permeate me these days.
I am not bothered by this, in fact, I rather like it. But it does seem that no matter how much scrubbing I do, it’s like it’s becoming part of my being. And since horses are part of me, and I am part of them, I suppose this seems logical.
The only drawback to being in the barn surrounded by dust and horses is that my fall allergies are relentless. No matter what medication I take, I’ve got an itchy throat and a runny nose. That I could do without.
Scent of horse, I could NEVER do without.
What's on your mind?