Who has left since I last wrote? Well Luis came back, a couple of local workers have been and gone. When the sun shines, I find myself smiling, when it rains I am sad. And when I am angry, the Gods reply. The next day there was a storm on the southern horizon, and when the sun rose the sky was blood red. By 9am the wind was howling across the fields, making it impossible to hear. Then the heavens opened, and it rained, and rained and rained. I was soaked to the skin in minutes. And it made me laugh that the weather reflected exactly how I was feeling, the anger inside, such a release. Luis is working at a crazy pace, and no longer has time to ride. Nelson is rushing from the stallions
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