from the horse's mouth

Oh the days for cold and snowy visits to the horses. The wind was brisk, the paths were muddy, the horses were pushy. And shedding. I think I ended up wearing most of the hair that I managed to comb off my horse. But for all the chilly weather we've been having lately my horse is shedding like spring is coming and he doesn't seem to regret it. I hope he's right.

the Peruvian

Silk