And the Painted Ponies go up and Down

A dear friend of ours restores carousel horses with astonishing skill and passion. She somehow finds their hearts and brings them back to life. When finished they are alive and full of personality and vigor. It's magic.

We are big fans of her and her work.

Liz and I stopped for a moment at a carousel of local fame yesterday when we were out running errands and looking for birds. We grabbed a couple of photos while we were there.

 I have fond memories of Sherman's Amusement Park in its heyday, especially the carousel. I always looked fondly at the brass ring as we passed, but I was far too timid to let go of the reins on the prancers I chose. 

It is now shuttered and still and has been the subject of much acrimonious local controversy. 

It is still beautiful though, even from outside.

This one's for you, Grey. 

And here is a song I like on the topic.