Ringing Ceders

Last weekend  my girlfriend and I drove from San Antonio West towards Texas Hill country. It’s kind of a weird thing that neither one of us has been to that part of Texas even though we both grew up in the area. Along the way we stopped at what most people would consider a country store. We were both thirsty and needed some sort of liquid refreshment. When we walked into the store we were amazed as to how many things were for sale of a antique sort. Almost immediately I saw some photos of horses that I knew my girlfriend would like me to buy.