Follow Your Heart Blog Archive on July 31, 2009, 8:00

by Violet Inkpen, age 13

The sun set lazily on the hills where the grass grew long and sweet and flowing. Looking up at the sky, the white mare nickered. The stallion turned his massive black head and looked down with love at the filly that was peacefully sleeping with her twin sister. Duchess and Speckles. Speckles was a grey horse with blue and black spots around her back and the cutest jet black mane and the smallest tail. She had a dainty nose and long, graceful legs, and the softest blue eyes. She was a year old now, she and her sister. Duchess was white with grey legs and black