Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I now continue with a lengthy letter I had written to a dear friend, a doctor who had just undergone surgery in Florida. He and I had a memorable horseback ride into our West Canyon. This letter was written 12 years after our ride, and thus began a writing career of painting pictures through words instead of paint.
I quote my letter: “Yes! Today, 1977 and it is still exactly like it was. I returned again, now on the aging Bella, and rode for both of us ... come with me!