Sometimes horses have a way of finding you. I did not wake up this morning and write “buy a new horse” on the to-do list, but when I checked my messages on my way to church there was a description of Mikey and his down-on-her-luck owner. The rain held off long enough for us to go look at him. By feeding time he was munching hay contentedly in our roundpen, freshly dewormed, the worst of his hoof flares trimmed down.

Another horse-human partnership takes root. Another journey begins!