Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Wednesday January 25 2012
He trumpets a warning, smoke rolling out of his nose in the frozen morning like a fire breathing dragon.
He mocks his rivals.
He dares his foes.
and he charges.
He surveys his domain, master of the herd.
he dances over the snow.
Perhaps, as a friend suggests, he is celebrating the Year of the Dragon!
(That is Stormy, my horse who never plays - he makes me LAUGH!)