She is a beautiful Paint. Though this is her one-and-only spot. She's what I would call "roan" but then, I don't know that much about Painted Ponies! I do know that she is such a good Mama, and her youngster is definitely Painted, black w/white.
On the day that I took these photos I was patiently waiting for the Starlings to wing their way back around to us. I wasn't really paying much attention to what I was doing, so was pleasantly surprised to notice that however and whatever I frame-up, there will be an abstract slant to it. Must be how I see things.
These are "the kids." A trainer has been coming out and dressing them all up in saddles, blankets and bridles, and walking them, together, up and down the lane. I love it. Sometimes they are talking with him, with soft lip-smacking nickers. I love that sound. Obviously they are comfortable with him, which reverberates through the perfect little clip-clopping of round hooves.
These are my kids.
Well, you know: daughter & grandkidlets.
Yes, they are impressed that she ran the marathon, early spring.
Her main fan.
A couple of my guys.
Grandpup with Beetle.
Kaitlyn! At Uncle Skyler & Auntie Gina's wedding this past June.
Love and hugs.