The Adventure Begins

The drive to Joshua Tree National Park was long. The little horse napped in the car. But his ears pricked up once the car stopped and he could get out to stretch his legs. All the ground was barren and rocky, with prickly brown grass and even pricklier cacti. He had promised his sister, Bel Canto, that he would observe everything carefully so that he could tell her what he saw. He even painted the scenery in his little sketchbook. It had a pink cover.