I have no need to die, I am in heaven. We have a local wild herd that is privately managed, no BLM, thank God. They have much room to roam. You can see them in the commercial that urges humans to take care of California. Their caretaker is a diligent sort, managing a wild herd is no easy task. The herd is about 120 head, some are adopted out to suitable homes. They are believed to be descendants of old Morgan farms that no longer exist. These hardy creatures have roamed here for nearly 100 years, facing weather and predators. Those of you that were fortunate enough to immerse in Equine Guided Healing Sessions with the incredible, late Penny know the eternal, sagacious, magic this blessed breed brings. They have re-wild. I hope to learn much from them and pass it on. Till next time, stay wild.
My morning commute. A herd of elk, meandering through the road. Young bulls and cows, making their way. The drought drove them our way, water by our little lake. The farmers aren't too happy, they eat the crop. But as I remind them, they have profited for many years, by orchards planted by someone else. The circle goes round, no matter human hubris. I love these creatures, so large and regal. My heart is happy and full when Gods come to visit.
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