A January colt and his mother stroll through a glorious location. After a few rainy days, then a few sunny days, this is their beautiful home.
“A horse is a thing of beauty … none will tire of looking at him as long as he displays himself in his splendor.”
Several rainy storms have passed through this winter, creating lots of mud and green grass after many years of drought. For a time, paradise is being celebrated by all of the That Herd horses. This three-year-old colt is an example; any excuse to run and buck is exploited.
“The sun, the hero of every day, the impersonal old man that beams as brightly on death as on birth, came up every morning and raced across the blue dome and dipped into the sea of fire every evening.”
–Zora Neale Hurston, The Gilded Six-Bits
Here is a brief video clip of some young mares approaching with curiosity, then bursting away. Another fair winter day highlights the absolute beauty of the meadow where they were discovered. Unfortunately, some of the location’s brilliance is lost due to the video being shot into the direct sun.
The winter grass was late making an appearance this year, but now that it’s sprouting, the horses are enjoying the fresh change in their diet. A long, lazy afternoon of warm February temperatures had all the mares amiable and content.
It’s been a long time coming this year; new grass is finally sprouting. Some weak rain storms have come and gone, but after one long dry month after another this year, the new grass is most welcome. I always feel like I should mention that I have not enhanced the green of the grass in any way. It’s just that glowing and green.