I grew up with horses... yes, I was a "cowgirl" so to speak....spurs, chaps, hat, the whole bit.... until I made cheerleader in 6th grade and I turned in my saddle for some pom-poms... but that's another story.
I traveled back home to East Tn several weeks ago when the beautiful fall weather was just beginning and one of the sessions I had the privilege of doing was a cute little cowboy named Weston Botts.
Hold onto your reigns folks... He is the cutest cowboy I've seen in quiet some time.
Monday, December 6, 2010
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