At a farm stand that sells fruits and vegetables there is a pasture with horses grazing and a bay foal.
The reddish-brown colt’s mane is like a short brush with bristles sticking straight up in the air. He curiously edges to the fence to sniff me. I pet his soft muzzle and neck. He checks my hand for treats. Everything is new and exciting to the young foal. The mare stands nearby keeping a watchful on him.
He slowly moves over to the mare on long, spindly legs. His tail seems too long for his body. She looks him over and gives him a gentle nudge with her head. Then he walks over to her hindquarters to nurse. The mare stands quietly and lets me caress her; while her foal feeds.
I had a wonderful encounter with the sweet foal and gentle mare at the farm stand. I took the pictures to keep the memory of this recent meeting.