Less than a mile from where I live in the suburbs, is a miniature horse farm. It has been there since before we moved to our present house, 27 years ago. When the girls were little, we would often stop the car and feed them apples or carrots. In all those years, I have never taken for granted the opportunity to drive past the pastures of these beautiful creatures. There are two ways into town, and I always take the road past the farm. Yesterday, I went by in early morning and stopped to get these pics.
This is the pasture that the newest born are kept in. These little guys came up to the fence to see what I was doing. They are so young, they are still fuzzy!
Then later in the evening the same day, my daughter and I drove by, and horses were up close to the fence. She was just as anxious to get out of the car to see them as she was when she was 3!
Another little one, and this one has blue eyes!
Beautiful little thing. Look at those dainty legs and hooves.
You can tell how small they are compared to my 5'4" daughter. Not Shetlands....miniature horses.
As we were leaving, one little one still had not gotten enough scratches and rubs, but he found a way to scratch that itch.
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