I've gotten more than a few concerned emails about the Big Brego. He is doing well, we're just not riding very much. I have finally settled into the slow, peaceful rhythm of deep winter. I have no drive to ride or compete, just enjoy the tremendous beauty. Somedays, it is so beautiful that I don't want to go inside. I walk around in the snow and quietly take it all in. There's so much life, even in winter. The hardy wild birds flit about, the squirrels are still squabbling, and fresh deer tracks cross old snow.
I posted more photos on my other blog, but they are mainly of the property and not so much of a very handsome Percheron.
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