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A Friday Assortment

I don't have any stories to tell today, so I'll show you some pictures.

First, this is my side yard in last week's snow. I meant to let you see this then but forgot. It doesn't look much different now since we have been living in the freezer section for over a week now.

Second, I went to a horse barn last night to interview some girls on an equestrian team. This is a horse who was making a nuisance of himself with the horse in the next stall. They were playful and pretty, but they scare me a little. I am amazed at how easily the girls handle the horses, though, like their playing with kittens.

And speaking of kittens, here are the big boys up to no good. This goes on every day in my house.


Comments

Oooooh you showed us the snow! Lovely, Robyn.
More please.
The horse looks cute but I'm a bit wary of them too.
The cats, well. They look...playful.
:) More snow?
dive said…
Oh, hee hee hee, Robyn!
Hoorah for Mike and Tiger! They are the coolest.
Every picture tells a story and these are all doozies.
Ice Pony Girl said…
What a pretty horse!
Alifan said…
Hi Robyn.. lovely cat fight...tee hee, did not know Oscar had got as far as yours!!!!!!Tiger looks just like him doesn't he....
Scout someone has suggested my post today would be a good book cover. Do come over and give your opinion.

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