Horse of a Different Color

When Dorothy and her friends arrived in Oz they were picked up by a cabby in a horse drawn carriage. Dorothy asked why the horse is a different color. “I’ve never seen a horse like that before!” she says. The cabby responds, “No, and never will again, I fancy! There’s only one of him, and he’s it. He’s the Horse of a Different Color you’ve heard...

In Dreams Begin Reality

I’ve been thinking a great deal this week about vision-how it happens, how it affects community, how it morphs (and sometimes transmogrifies) from wild, bold ideas into something people can work inside and celebrate. It takes time and resources and luck for a big idea to get from a human brain (or a committee of brains) to bricks and mortar. In the beginning maybe one person has an idea,...

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