family life

Of pink ponies


“Fine Things are reservoirs for the heart.” — Fennel Hudson, British author

I never actually liked the pink pony. It was plastic. Too plastic. Its size made it awkward to store. Too awkward. And, it was really pink. Too pink.

No, I didn’t like it. But, it was sure hard to see it go into the last basket of toys to leave our house.

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