Day after tomorrow we move the boys to the new place. It’s an auspicious day, kind of. Or at least one in which making new happy memories is appropriate and fitting.

I can still feel him leaning against my chest to say hello to this Black Hills horse. This shot was taken about 15 years ago. I’m starting to think that the feeling – along with a few others centered in my chest – isn’t going to fade, ever.

1. 
   Liz 2011 02 01 at 2:14:04 pm

   Maybe that’s a good thing.

2. 
   kathy a 2011 02 01 at 2:41:26 pm

   zekie was such a good boy.  i’m not at all spiritual, but he is of your heart, so he won’t ever leave you.

3. 
   Bill 2011 02 02 at 7:50:07 am

   There is room in your heart for both the old and the new.  That is the secret of life, don’t you think?

4. 
   Sherwood 2011 02 02 at 6:23:55 pm

   And it’s early February again.  Friday will mark the second anniversary of the Black Freighter’s last departure, and ronniecat just lost her Veronica.  Sometimes it’s just damn hard being stoic.

5. 
   Greta 2011 02 03 at 1:26:34 pm

   I know that ache. It’s unrelenting. And I’m so grateful for it just the same.

6. 
   Jack Matthews 2011 02 09 at 4:23:59 pm

   I know the feeling.  They seem to be here.  I can still hear my Lilly whinny and visualize her reaching around to nuzzle my leg.  It was a gift to have had them for as long as we did.  But, oh, how I wish they were here again.