Memories...

I've marveled often at those moments in life when out of no where you are transported to a memory long forgotten.  It can be as simple as a smell, a taste, a sound, a touch, and suddenly you are traveling to another time and place.  There are those rare moments though when your past comes full circle to become part of your present.  I'm living one of those rare moments.

As a little girl growing up I didn't so much collect model horses as I used them to drive my passion for real horses.  I cannot remember a time when I wasn't thinking about horses.  I learned to ride before I walked.  Many years were spent showing, judging, training, and giving lessons.  But as the years have passed my passion has changed and life has taken a different road from the one I was on back then.  And yet fate has a way of getting you back on that road...the road home. 

My First Model Horse

My road happened to be the endless internet highway.  While perusing the job boards one day I came across a familiar name...Stone Horses.  I remembered reading an article, in the newspaper, a few years prior about this very company.  At the time I was so impressed to think that a company like this was located in little old Shipshewana Indiana.  We are not the mecca of art and culture in Shipshewana and yet this company has found it's way to an audience that encompasses this entire nation as well as abroad.   They create model horses, pieces of collectible art to most, toys to a few, show pieces to the "in-crowd".  To make a long story short I am now working for this company. 

I hope that in the coming months I can share with you the heart of Stone Horses...a view beyond the business.  I want you to know its spirit; those people that work each day to create these amazing model horses that ARE Stone Horse, and the reason this company is so special.