Protest and Hyperbole
I love that pony! I will, however, point out that the pony is neither red nor has a feather. (Can you attach one to his/her tail?)
Yes, apparently that name was to appease my brother. He had a pony named Red Feather in our early childhood.
I wish my kids could have more of that kind of life, ponies and such. One of my urban actually ran from a grazing cow on a visit to southern Minn. But urban or rural, I do love a self-confident look on any kid--and this one of Kate on the ladder.
I KNOW. I love that look, too. She's my godchild, but she gets her self confidence from her mom, I think.
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