Dreams do come true...(almost!)

I've always had an imagination prone to rambling. Mostly it rambles off on tangents that involve animals, and has since I was a tyke.

One long running favorite story involved me having a Palomino horse that was so tame it lived free in our yard and hung out just because it loved me. I would open my bedroom window and the horse would put it's head right into my room. I spent many a happy pre-adolescent hour dreaming about my fabulous horse.

Fast forward 47 years. My husband called me this weekend and here is the scene I came upon in the dining room.



I giggled like a kid.