The Closing of a Door

I had to close a door today.

As these things go, I’d been aware for some time that this day was coming, but I was optimistic, oh so optimistic, that I could wriggle out of it once more. After all, I’d been in tighter spots before and had always managed to hang on. Today, however, it became apparent that, at least for the foreseeable future, my beloved mare would have to go to the ‘retirement farm’. There is no place to ride there. It is pasture board only.

It’s a lovely place, don’t get me wron...