chasing or herding dreams – horses

As we pulled away from the mountain I glanced into the meadow and saw these horses moving with alacrity to the corral.

the morning commute to the corral.

the morning commute to the corral.

A minute later I saw why the hurry.

wrangling the herd

wrangling the herd

Maybe horses are like dreams, sometimes they wander aimlessly, and sometimes we herd them.