the black...

...horse

was a willing participant

for a portrait

this time at the pasture - of the horse farm - as i did quick stop - while out running errands - the last time i was there - he’d only glanced at - me and turned away - this time, he actually - seemed to pose - looking at me - as well as i murmured - at him appreciatively - i’m pretty certain he - understood what i meant - since he didn’t bolt - and that my friends - is what i consider...

a

happy day.....