I don't think you ever outgrow it. Once a horse gets under your skin, he stays there. Here's my pics from this weekend:

My friend, Joy, just got this handsome boy. He's a thoroughbred, and he was started as a racehorse. He's afraid of the starting gate, but will make an excellent show horse. Joy got the deal of the year on him, too. Lucky.

This is Regan, M's mustang draft horse.

This guy just might be my new horse, at some point. He's a Medicine Hat Tobiano, and his eyes are very, very blue.

Here's Roadie, just before he started trying to eat my hat.
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