Every now and then, on the green hill across the street from my house in the suburbs, on the outskirts of the city, horses appear like magic. Gone for ages, then suddenly appearing….and yesterday they were back after a long absence.
Four of them, 3 horses and one little pony. With 4 apples in hand we made our way up the hill to see them. My daughter, loving the child sized pony, and I, preferring the largest of them all.
Gentle giants of the hill, I am so glad to see you.
The fantail has returned. It seems that two have decided that the area round my home is a good place to live. I see them quite a lot, flitting about, chatting and flirting with each other like two love struck teenagers. I am thrilled. This little fellow followed me over to the hill, darting about and perching on the fence post. I am also thinking he is a very special little good luck token for my own “fantail collection” on my website at http://www.blackboxartstudio.com/index.html