Painting
Got an email asking about the painting of little Samantha with the horse in the pasture [but already sold]. His comments reminded me of several people’s reaction of, “Oh my gosh, that little girl is alone. She’s too small to be around that big horse.” We [seven sisters] always knew what we could and couldn’t do around a horse. Dad taught us well and he didn’t ascribe to the idea that horses were dumber than doors. As a kid growing up near Tombstone, Arizona, Dad made money capturing and saddle breaking wild horses. He said he had captured wild horses in nearly every mountain range in southeastern Arizona.