Joan’s Farrier

Ain’t everybody cut out to be Joan of Arc.

Somebody had to farm & provide the food to feed the horses; and smitty to keep them shod.

The old proverb goes something like this:

For want of a nail… For want of a fastener, the buffer between soft feet and rough terrain came aloose and emperilled the mission.

What is the glue the holds us together? Is it our common gender? Race? Country? Is it our favorite football team, favorite performer, or our favorite outrages and protests?

Or are those ways we choose to express our humanity, making them neither right nor wrong?

Every encounter is an opportunity to increase our understanding.

Giddy-up!