Now doesn't Gilly look like a real handsome boy here? Looks like an old sway backed plow horse; really though he and Pokey, see his ears under Gilly?, were taking a morning snooze. Gilly is all fluffed out like a velvet pony, trapping warm air in his fur and soaking up the sun.
close up of the snoozing boy, see how relaxed he is? That lower lip is hanging way down and he is sleeping even though his eyes look to be opened. Hope he doesn't try to walk like that, he could trip on that hanging lip!
It was pretty cold out Sunday morning, see the steamy breath that Gilly is blowing out? I hoped that I could capture that on the picture. They were out on the hillside sleeping and waiting for me to come out of the warm house to do my morning feeding. I wasn't in a hurry to go out into the cold morning air.........so they had to wait a spell.
This picture was taken from the upstairs window, though double glass, so it looks pretty blurred but still interesting. I couldn't get a picture of them close up because they were laying up on the hill above the barn so the only way to shoot them was from the upstairs window. I couldn't open the window and the storm window because they would have heard me and then both would have gotten to their feet and spoiled the shot. So that's life on the farm on a cold Sunday morning, when there is nothing to do but wait for your breakfast..........sigh.
4 comments:
Beautiful, intriguing photos, Jane! Peace on the farm.
Funny, that first pic of Gilly is exactly what I felt like this morning at 7am, on the college campus, 28 degrees, holding a camera in my hands outdoors... All bundled, breath rising, I closed my eyes for a few minutes and nearly slept on my feet...just like Gilly!
Stay warm!
Hey Jane...I am loving these photos...and I could see the breath coming from Gilly! YAY! Fascinating! (And, The Last Unicorn song is really cool!!!
Happy Thanksgiving, Jane!
I didn't know horse napped standing up ~ pretty darned interesting!! Have a happy day!
Alice
Beautiful photos!
I love the way they feel and smell in the winter. I want to bury my face in that soft belly fur!
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