A glorious sea of dry mustard stalks surround a lone colt creating an image that…
The horses adapt. This is the dry phase of early summer. Coming soon, the drier and driest months.
” … (summer) is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color.”
―Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting