LYNN JONES: What about the past?
It is humbling to grow up with a horse that knows more than you. I know, because I did. She did not have an exciting name (“Red Mare”). She was not especially pretty (as her name implies, she was a “red mare”). She was not very sure of foot (she could stumble on any clod of dirt). And she was not very brave (she would “shy” at a black stump, a wooden bridge, or anything flapping in the wind).www.djournal.com