Not a fantastic picture of Heather, but unfortunately NONE of the shots of her at the horsepark are any good. She was peeved with me for not taking her horse back riding. I was already freezing to death it was a 35 minute ride and well...reasonings go on and on. Nevertheless she was upset.
And how many hh are you?
We learned several fascinating things about the horses there. Like the reason that there are double fences around most of the farm pastures is due to territorial battles. To keep the horses from picking, biting and fighting with each other over the fences. Also that none of the fields have squared corners. Since the horses get so wrapped up in whatever it is that they are paying attention to they would run into corners without paying attention. So the fences are all rounded...no corners.
Also at this perfectly aligned and close together cemetary the horses are burryed. But only the essence of them are...the hooves, the hearts and manes. The rest is cremated and sprinkled over the farm.
Its Monday! My favorite day! --go be blessed!-b