The Room 208 Blog

I remember the first glossy catalog that came in the mail with my name on it in big bold letters. I was only a little girl so mail was a big deal. The sweet fascination of every page captured my main passion – horses. *Breyer Model Horses* to be exact. Every page showed a dancing mare, a prancing stallion with a scene of rolling carpeted hills and little toy fences. That catalog was with me for years and my family finally got the hint and the Breyer Horses started a stampede for that honorary position on my shelf. I will never forget the thrill of going to sleep every night as Misty of Chincoteague and her darling foal Stormy looked out across my room leaving me to dream of the flight of hooves and majestic rippling muscles.