Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Of Horses & Butterflies
We’re back at home after a great trip to New York City. It was so much fun to introduce our 12 year old friend to the Big Apple for the first time. She was knocked out by it. We went to the Museum of Natural History to see “The Horse” exhibit. The "painted ponies" standing outside were beautiful. When you buy your ticket, they give you an appointment time to go into the exhibit . We had to wander around for an hour before we were scheduled to enter. Fortunately, that museum is so amazing that you could wander for days and not see it all. Once we got into “The Horse”, we waltzed through from beginning to end in ten minutes. It was a disappointment. I insisted that we walk back and forth through it two more times in case I missed something wonderful. It was uninspired, I’m sorry to say.
The rest of the city did not disappoint us. At one point, we walked through Times Square, which was a challenge with two cute young girls tightly in tow. The crowds were intense. I have to admit that I was happy to come home to our quiet country haven.
The girls bought butterfly masks, so yesterday, they took a group photo with Siete. Our young guest told her mother that she thought that having horses was like having extra children. She’s decided that she’s going to stick to owning dogs and cats because they are less work. I reminded her that the reason I have horses is that they are good for my soul. I don’t think she knew what I was talking about, but my daughter did.
The earthquake in Los Angeles reminded me of how glad I am to live on the East Coast. I am relieved that all my friends and family are safe today in California. We will never forget the big Northridge quake, since we lived about 10 miles from the epicenter. I just went outside and said thank you to Mother Earth for being solid under my feet.
When I was in New York, I kept thinking about one of my favorite quotes from
“New York can destroy an individual or it can fulfill him, depending a good deal on luck. No one should come to New York unless he is willing to be lucky.”