Place where time stands still

Gentle wind rolls across field

Horses graze on grass.

Art Prescription:  Took my sketchbook and big old sun hat out to Blue Skies today. Took a chair and sat in the paddock, being part of the herd. So hot.  They were fine to just let me be there. We know you and you are okay to hang-out with us. They stood lazy, swishing their tails against the flies, sun on their strong backs.