Early morning grazing

Early morning grazing
From left to right: Smoke, Rags and Hap. I left the gate to the new field open last night, and the horses are taking advantage of my forgetfulness. Usually, they only get a few hours on the new field in the late afternoon, so they don’t eat it down to the ground.

Aftermath


Typical for Colorado summers was my thought today: “oh well, it was only pea-sized hail.” The violent storm lasted long enough to lay the dust before passing on. I went out looking for a rainbow, but found these clouds instead.