
When Seneca paused in her grazing to look across a little arroyo at another band that was grazing the other side, I was ready on the shutter button. On the north-facing sides of the meandering little drainage, patches of wet, wet snow were still to be found. The horses were making use of the lingering snow – as kids welcome the neighborhood ice cream truck – though they did later wander up and over to the local watering hole (known as a pond in our neighborhood ;)).
Stunning look π
Wisdom of the ages. π
So great!
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Pretty gal!
She’s so lovely. π
I miss our mustangs terribly. So good to read your daily reports and see pics of them. Many theπππ
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Snow patches and ice cream trucks. I like that, TJ! Mustangs have their own version of ice cream trucks…only found in nature!
Nature provides!