Horse Farm
I call this the horse farm on outer Stroudwater Street heading into the city. I have no real idea what a horse farm is or if there is any such thing in Maine. I know one thing for a fact though. There are horses housed in that barn. I've seen them all year long, as I drive by on this stretch of road. In the winter, it's a lot of fun traveling by and seeing them dancing, prancing and galloping across a field of white, and if it happens to snowing... well, my! If you told me Robert Frost wrote "The Runaway", while parked here for a spell, I'd believe you. Now, I'm not a big horse guy, but it always brings a grin of satisfaction in winter, when I see them playing in this field. As we travel down this road called life, aren't some of the simplest things the most pleasure-packed? They are for me.
'Sakes, it's only weather.'
belle photo sous la neige, moi ca me fait rever
ReplyDeleteoh, yes, joy really grows out of the simplest things.
ReplyDeleteLooks like they got into the holiday spirit.
ReplyDeletethat is flat-out, flipping gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteThat beautiful Christmas wreath makes the photo. It's wonderful. And I agree -- often times the simplest things give one the most pleasure.
ReplyDeleteThanks for pulling over and letting us 'see' the horses romping, too. Beautiful sight!
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful scene! I'm glad you took the time to photograph it for us.
ReplyDeleteLove the wreath against the white. If'n yur not shure of what a horse farm is all about, you need to visit Ocala, the "Horse Capital of the World," which abounds in horse farms, large and small. Plus it would get you into warmer weather for a spell.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful...it could be a Christmas card.
ReplyDeleteWhat a gorgeous scene.
ReplyDeleteA big barn, horses in the pasture, a white fence or other fence that is not barbed wire all lead to horse farm if you ask me.
ReplyDeleteAmazing shot. It would make a great Christmas card.
ReplyDeleteThey are for me too.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful photo. May your 2013 be just as wonderful.