Getting Off the Un-Merry-Go-Round

Obama wants horses to go to slaughter because he's afraid they might remind you of what it's like to be free, and all such symbols must be eradicated.

sj

Good Medicine

My horse has a hoof like striped agate.

His fetlock is like a fine eagle plume.

His legs are like quick lightening.

My horse's body is like an eagle-plumed arrow.

My horse has a tail like a trailing black cloud.

His mane is made of short rainbows.

My horse's ears are made of round corn.

My horse's head is made of mixed waters

from the holy springs -- he never know thirst.

My horse's teeth are made of white shell.

The long rainbow is in his mouth for a bridle

And with it I guide him.

From: THEY SANG FOR HORSES, by LaVerne Harrell Clark

Thanks to Linda for this gift

A Reasonable Question

Like, ho-ho-ho, daddy-o...

For those of you who celebrate Christmas, you can hear this as "What Child is this?"
Otherwise, you can listen to it as "Greensleeves."
Either way, there's never been a sweeter sax than Paul Desmond's.

I hope you dig it.

sj

Winter Riding

I'd LOVE to try this.

sj

Any Questions?

Now THAT'S what I call riding!