Five things I loved about my youthful summer visits to the Flying Horseshoe Dude Ranch:
The horses of course. My first summer I rode "Dude", second summer "Minnehaha", third and final summer "Friday".
The incredible beauty of the country in the Teanaway Valley in eastern Washington.
The ice cold milk from a big machine in the kitchen and the bowls of sweet plums (first time I'd ever had them like that).
The campfire at night, the songs sung.
That I got to go with my BFF Debbie all three years! (We went for one week the first summer and two weeks the next two summers.)
Father, those are irreplaceable memories I will always treasure. Thank you for Debbie and our wonderful times together loving horses and having fun. And thank you for bringing us back together again, another huge treasure. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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