Now I’m going to be stuck with that silly song in my head, but I continue to be amazed by the relatively small world I find myself in now and then. It turns out that the gal (I never met her before today) who came to pick up Billy and trailer him out to the vet’s farm thought she recognized my name when I handed her my horse portrait business card. She asked me if I advertised, to which I of course replied yes. She thinks that’s why she knew my name. So she took a few more cards, saying that she knew some people who would probably be interested in portraits. Wow, you just never know what kind of connections you’ll come up with if you just persistently put yourself out there.
Charm, showing off the only braids that will stay in her endless mane.
