Hoofprints in the Tenmile Pasture

 This is my MOST favorite picture of me on this wonderful horse named Billy...We were taking bonefide lessons at this time from Nancy Hart (Pony Club guru, from whom we later purchased the 30 year old hackney-quarterhorse mare named Bridgett for Eryn)

and I actually look like I know what I'm doing :-)

Billy doing what he most loved doing...munching...

He did not have exclusive rights to the 6 acres of pasture, however...he shared it with 4 goats (the one here is Bonnie, a Saanen-Nubian cross) and 2 other horses. (above is Bridgett). The sticks in the foreground are actually blackberry bushes and in late August, they were loaded with blackberries, one of Billy's favorite delicacies. He always had purple lips in late summer. You can't hear it of course, but Bonnie wore a little Swiss bell and the sound of tinkling could always be heard out in the pasture.

 

We were actually in Oregon during a 10 year drought period, so contrary to expectation, it didn't rain the normal amount. But when it did, double rainbows were not all that uncommon.

Billy never minded the rain. He not only seemed to love it, but even more loved the mud it created for his famous mud baths. He was notorious for trying to look like a very happy pig!