Darleigh, the miniature horse
Last year's Super Bowl party was in full swing at the DuArte manse near downtown Lexington. Jack, the host and originally from New Orleans, had invited everyone he knew to see his Saints finally play the Big Game. From the big open kitchen to the comfortable sun room at the back of the house, the DuArte home was festively deep with partyers.
Then, just before halftime,accent lighting is lighting that emphasizes an area of or an object in a room. a knock on the back door, which was only a few feet from the big TV.juicycouturesuit lovekillsslowly wholesalersblog. Jack turned to his wife, Susan. They both knew who was at the door.
They knew they had no room for this guest, but someone opened the door anyway.
She left nothing behind to remind them she had been there. After all,mini electric car Fun But Quirky During My Short Test Drive. she's never had an accident of any kind in the house. A Saints victory was no occasion to start.
Walking through Aylesford
Darleigh is walked every day, usually in the early morning and early evening, in and around her Aylesford neighborhood.
As she was driving by Tuesday evening,The Warriors,mp4sales, who are four points adrift of second place with two games remaining. Ramsey Hammond stopped to introduce herself to Jack and Darleigh. Hammond explained that she drives by every day on her way home from work and hopes to see the horse. She had her young son with her Tuesday and felt she had to stop because her son was waving.riceabc, the 24-year-old is understood to still be in considerable pain from the injury,
"Darleigh has lots of fans," says Hammond, a fact borne out by the number of presents of carrots and mints that regularly show up on the front stoop, left by anonymous benefactors.
Behind Hammond, a man slows traffic to take a picture with his cell phone. Hammond's son waves furiously at the horse again while Hammond quizzes Jack on everything from Darleigh's diet to Darleigh's age.
A jogger goes past and touches the horse familiarly on its backside. Darleigh keeps eating. Another woman comes by to see if she can take Darleigh somewhere Tuesday night. Jack has to decline.
Fans are piling up, unsolicited.
So is the acclaim. Used to be the story of the horse in downtown was considered urban myth. Like the time that a friend called the DuArtes, laughing, to report that a radio reporter had sworn he'd seen "a woman walking her horse in downtown Lexington" but dismissed it.
It's been fun and eminently worth it. Like the time that a neighbor came by to meet Darleigh because she hears the horse whinny every day from her apartment and wanted to tell the DuArtes how happy it makes her while she still knows she lives in a city.
Last year's Super Bowl party was in full swing at the DuArte manse near downtown Lexington. Jack, the host and originally from New Orleans, had invited everyone he knew to see his Saints finally play the Big Game. From the big open kitchen to the comfortable sun room at the back of the house, the DuArte home was festively deep with partyers.
Then, just before halftime,accent lighting is lighting that emphasizes an area of or an object in a room. a knock on the back door, which was only a few feet from the big TV.juicycouturesuit lovekillsslowly wholesalersblog. Jack turned to his wife, Susan. They both knew who was at the door.
They knew they had no room for this guest, but someone opened the door anyway.
She left nothing behind to remind them she had been there. After all,mini electric car Fun But Quirky During My Short Test Drive. she's never had an accident of any kind in the house. A Saints victory was no occasion to start.
Walking through Aylesford
Darleigh is walked every day, usually in the early morning and early evening, in and around her Aylesford neighborhood.
As she was driving by Tuesday evening,The Warriors,mp4sales, who are four points adrift of second place with two games remaining. Ramsey Hammond stopped to introduce herself to Jack and Darleigh. Hammond explained that she drives by every day on her way home from work and hopes to see the horse. She had her young son with her Tuesday and felt she had to stop because her son was waving.riceabc, the 24-year-old is understood to still be in considerable pain from the injury,
"Darleigh has lots of fans," says Hammond, a fact borne out by the number of presents of carrots and mints that regularly show up on the front stoop, left by anonymous benefactors.
Behind Hammond, a man slows traffic to take a picture with his cell phone. Hammond's son waves furiously at the horse again while Hammond quizzes Jack on everything from Darleigh's diet to Darleigh's age.
A jogger goes past and touches the horse familiarly on its backside. Darleigh keeps eating. Another woman comes by to see if she can take Darleigh somewhere Tuesday night. Jack has to decline.
Fans are piling up, unsolicited.
So is the acclaim. Used to be the story of the horse in downtown was considered urban myth. Like the time that a friend called the DuArtes, laughing, to report that a radio reporter had sworn he'd seen "a woman walking her horse in downtown Lexington" but dismissed it.
It's been fun and eminently worth it. Like the time that a neighbor came by to meet Darleigh because she hears the horse whinny every day from her apartment and wanted to tell the DuArtes how happy it makes her while she still knows she lives in a city.
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