The sand and rocks are still here, baking under the sun. I'm still here and the husband unit too. My grey Arabian gelding has surpassed his 33rd birthday. He's extraordinarily old, but I am not surprised. My dog has passed from cancer, two chickens have clucked their last. And I don't even think I mentioned the loss of my 26 year old bay Arab mare in January 2017. Seems so long ago.
Some things change, some things just grow old. The sand and the rocks, remain.
