It's long been a dream of mine to breed horses. I came so close this year--my yearling is the perfect foundation mare for my breeding program. My mare had an absolutely divine filly for me this spring--it's been kind of a dream year for me as far as horses are concerned. But just like writing Throwaway made me aware of human trafficking in our own backyard, writing Finding Broken Arrow clued me in to a serious problem in our country with unwanted and untrained horses.
After publishing Finding Broken Arrow, I joined a Facebook group that rescues slaughter-bound horses. At least once a day, I see a horse I wish I could bring home. At least once a day, I wish I had more money, more time, more land to save them all.
So I talked to my husband and I changed my dream and Firefly Bluff, our little farm, won't be an appaloosa breeding farm, it's going to be a horse rescue.
In order to fund that, and not take away from the work we're doing to help humans, I'm going to use the money from the Remuda Ranch series to fund my new dream, Firefly Bluff Horse Rescue. Wish me luck...
Rolling hills that had been vibrant green just weeks ago were now muted in tone, as if they were taking a deep breath before bursting into the song of fall.