We walked South on the Two Dot highway this morning. It is lovely to head toward Two Dot Butte, still green with rain. There was a lone mule deer with its handsome ears and graceful movement walking through a palette of grasses, all variations on green. In the distance, Dennis Voss’s horses stood out against a herd of Black Angus. What is it about horses attracts us so much? Is it their form? The way they move? Their willingness to carry us? And why have horses been so strongly associated with waves, and with women, and with sex? They certainly are beautiful with their proud necks and easy manner.