Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Monday, 22 September 2008
Up the road, morning.
At Quengo, there is one new foal, though both mares are there. She has an off-centre blaze, one pink nostril, one brown, and pricks her ears warily toward Molly.
1 comment:
such a lovely description of the foal, you really bring her to life...
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