This message is from: [EMAIL PROTECTED] bolinsj wrote:
Martie in MD - where the fur's still flying...
The other afternoon, I went out to feed horses. Since our barn is to the east of our house, the sun was behind my back. This particular day, my mare Sissel was standing in the golden, late afternoon sunlight, as I approached with supper.
As she turned to trot back to the barn (and her feeding place), the sun lighted up a HUGE cloud of hairs that were billowing up in the air as Sissel trotted away. They glistened like gold as they gently tumbled to the ground.
I wish I had had my camera -- it was a perfect image of my lovely, but very hairy horse!
DeeAnna
