Today I can’t quit thinking about my artist and horse loving friend Deb Schmit. February is the month of ice in Montana, and yesterday one of Deb’s horses, Buddy, was running through the field – full of joy on a sunny winter day. He must have slipped on the ice, fell and broke a leg. If you don’t know about horses, that means he had to be put down. Buddy was young and full of energy and love of life. I’m so sorry for Buddy, and for Deb and her husband Nick. What a loss. What sadness.
I’m still painting away on my circle of paintings. I do think this is good. I really am seeing a lot of things I want to change or finish as they come around a second or third time. Not that I always have time to paint like that, but it’s a good thing.
Buddy, I hope you’re racing through green pastures now and kicking up your heels.