Wild Ponies II

Sometimes, you spot the herd from the road.


I never understand people that drive these curvy roads so fast, you miss so much.



A small fragment of the main herd. A morning soak in the sun, how wise the wild ones are. No need to be told of self care. Nature is a harsh, yet benevolent mentor. The wise, wild ones listen and know.




What a blessing to soak in their tutelage. 








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