Feeling pulled apart by horses

There is so much beauty to this all. Forty or more, four cars full and petrol, new people, new territory. New land to cover, new water to plunge through, search for something new. Scour the depths, the colours are different as you move along the fingers. Waves on one side and cliff edges on the other.

I've missed you all along and your scent lingers on. Specialties are always better with you. More close, more intimate, so much closer. Feel each place your sliding across with the buds. Flowers are pushing up and the bees are moving in. Wasps and crickets and bears and dalmatians. We all belong. You belong with me. I will remember these moments for a lifetime.