Happy days

This years foals are growing fast, and loving every moment of it. 

Happy days.

First foal

 

Continuing on an equestrian tip, the first foal I've seen this year. Ah.

Revived

The forest's streams were becoming more gravel and murky puddle than stream, to the point where I cringed a bit when Geoff went in for a drink and a cool; thankfully recent rains has revived the forest tributaries fortunes, and once again they're flowing clean. Passing Blackensford Brook Geoff had an encounter with one of this season's young colts; the foal was fascinated by Geoff, and even though his mother clearly was intimating caution, the foal was determined to take a closer look. Geoff sat, patiently and somewhat nervously, as the foal approached, they eyed each other a while, then their noses touched; it was a beautiful moment, a rare one too, foals don't commonly behave like that; this young colt showed great character. Sadly, no photo of the event was captured (well, not be me anyway), as being surrounded by skittish mares I was more concerned with taking in the moment, ..... and monitoring our safety.   

Foal

 New life in the forest.

Foal

First foal I've seen this year.

First born

First spring foal I've seen this year in the forest. Staying to close to its mother, this young foal really was new, it was still very unstable on its legs.