I saw a diving horse once. Twice, really. His name is "Lightning" and he lived on the grounds of a Post WWII "Storyland" amusement park in Upstate New York. The handler would walk the tired horse over from its stable at the bottom of the hill up to a small corral. Then Lightning would be walked … Continue reading The End of the Diving Horse
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When it feels authentic and true. When you know you won't have that ache in the pit of your stomach when you go to sleep that night. When you know you'll rest better, feel better and be better, regardless of the outcome. Then, you should continue to follow the rules - or break them.
Wait...what was that? That sign has to be old, right? I mean, they can't do that, right? But yes, they can. And they do. In a small amusement park near Lake George, NY. The place is a complete throwback, with rides geared toward the 2-12 set. "Santa" wonders the grounds with a dazed look on … Continue reading On the subject of diving horses
I have decided that for the next year I will be a stay-at-home mom, and if I work it will be on my own terms. I will no longer allow myself to come across as conflicted about this decision for the sake of social standing or guilt. I will commit to the education of my … Continue reading Changing lanes – a manifesto