Horse Story

I was visiting Charleston, SC. Where I was staying, there was a beautiful equestrian center. The horses were in the pastures and as I walked down the alleys between the fields, they all started coming up to the fence line. I was struck by the similarities many of the horses bore to the horses of my childhood. I grew up riding at a barn in Maryland called Columbia Horse Center; my barn memories are my favorite memories. Later that evening, I was drinking a glass of wine at the Lodge, and I began chatting with a couple. Where were they from? Maryland. “We live in Howard County,” they said, right next to a horse farm. I get chills. “Which one?” I asked. “Columbia Horse Center.”
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Date submitted:Mon, 29 Jun 2020 23:07:04 +0000Coincidence ID:10480