It has been many years since I last rode a horse – the most recent time was in my dreams. My desire to get back in the saddle seems to direct my nighttime explorations, although often in my dreams I am not in control of my horse – they canter too fast and my riding becomes unbalanced. Perhaps I’m remembering Juno, the horse who sometimes liked to buck when I asked for canter. I would end up on the ground, in the dust, winded and waiting to regain feeling, before getting up and trying again. This illustration is for Juno –  for her unbreakable spirit and for teaching me not to give up.