"Okay, Blue-eyes, just smile for the camera and then she will go away," the gray mare whispered into S.S. Silverlace's ear.
What a fun day it was discovering different horses, their personalities, and surroundings. I did have my favorites, and the white one below, I nicknamed "Freckles" is about 27 years young and such a photogenic soul. I have never spent much time around horses, although I did have one memorable incident around 10 years old, while spending the afternoon at a friend's house, who spent all her waking hours with their horses. She convinced me to ride a horse with her across their pasture field. She put an English saddle on mine, and I knew nothing about riding a horse. When we got into the field, both of our horses took off in a gallop and then across a small ditch and I was trying to hold on for dear life. When she finally got our horses stopped, and me calmed down, I decided what I liked best about horses was brushing them, talking to them, and giving them treats, from on the ground, not on their backs.
One of my favorite horses~
We were going from one barn to another, while listening to the stories of each of the horses by their caregiver, and as we approached the entry to the next building, their "guard-cat" was holding the gate shut. Of course, who could resist such a pose? Not I!

When we got inside, we got to see the perfect epitome of youth! This little colt had more energy than you can imagine. When he and his mom were let outside, he ran in a gallop and kicked up dust galore. It was quite a show! You can just see his high-
spiritedness in his eyes!

No posting about horses would be complete without this 30 year old beautiful addition. Even with cockleburs in its mane and bridle, from roaming the pasture with the cattle, doesn't it steal your heart?

"Yes, I decided to start a new trend and wear one blue and one brown contact today. Looks great, right?"

This handsome fellow's name is Cherokee. He was the instigation for our trek to photograph horses. I had seen him a couple years ago and thought he was so distinguished that I wanted to see him again. After talking with the man that had had him, we learned where he lives, and went to see him. He certainly is well-cared for and living the "life of Riley". ( Side note: Does everyone remember that TV show? I just vaguely do, but somehow remember it was a comedy! Blast from the past!!)
One last footnote, to today's journey. As I took my daily walk to the mailbox, I spotted the cutest little terrapin. He was all shiny and clean from the morning's rain, except he had the biggest mess on his face around his mouth, as he had been eating white mushrooms/toadstools. I did not have my camera!!! But it was a picture! Have a wonderful day, and Enjoy your Journey!