It was a lovely fluffy snow, tiny flakes, very dry, the kind that creates a thin mist on roads when the wind blows and hardly accumulates or sticks to anything. Very atmospheric.
Anyway, once the farrier was done, I left Saffron locked up in her stall with some hay and took Gwyn to the resting pasture (note to self, either find someone who can fix a leather halter, or buy a new leather halter, the crown buckle is broken) I had a brand new Santa hat made just for horses that I got at the tack store on Black Friday (worth it!) and my camera. I was ready.
|"Hey human. Get back here. DON'T LEAVE ME HERE, LADY."|
|"I see you, with that black contraption you keep on your face. I am not impressed."|
|"My nose looks smoochable, but you do not get to smooch me."|
|"Hey Mom, you didn't mention there was grass under the snow over here!"|
|"Hey Saffron? Where'd you go?"|
|And here was where I finally was able to get her to face me AND stand still. Because the action shots weren't really cutting it.|
Once I was satisfied I had a decent photo, I went and grabbed Saffron, who was VERY eager to get to the pasture. I let them both hang out until it started to get dark so they had a change of scenery for a bit.
I made that! With google's help.