It is only April and it has been a very long road. Which sometimes seems like the theme for my every year. This year especially, though.
I would be lying if I said that I’ve not been struggling. For well over a year now. The last few months have just heightened it all. The need to change. The need for there to be more than what is. It has all made my restless heart even more restless.
My restless heart has the need to chase down wild horses. Figuratively and literally. Some of them live too far away, the ones on Assateague I’ve already seen, and the ones in South Dakota are slated for two weeks from yesterday. I was originally supposed to go see the ones in Arizona, but that will not happen this year. I had to use some of vacation and will not have enough to justify the length of the drive. With that said, I’ve decided to go to South Dakota, because I haven’t already been there. Since I’ve seen just about all I can, I decided to go ahead and splurge on a tour of the Black Hills Wild Horse Sanctuary. I also use the term “wild” loosely.
I know that true wild horses are far and few in between. I will stay off my soapbox, but…yeah. I know that people do not see things the way that I do. At least not a lot of people. There are just certain practices regarding animals, wild horses, that truly annoy me. But…I digress.
I forgot where I was going with that. I have that problem a lot lately. Focusing. Remembering. Staying motivated. It has been a struggle just to type what I have. I am in severe need of getting right with my soul. Here’s to hoping that I can accomplish that this trip around. I don’t know about you, but for me…it always seems like the days leading up to vacation are the longest (and sometimes the most stressful) so I’m just kind of biting at the bit.
This picture is from last year’s trip. It was pretty and well composed. The sky was blue, grass was green…I was bored with it and so I played with it. I like this version better, hope that you do too.
Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.
Montana Rose Photography