So where's the snow?

Muddling through in Austria; God, life and a small black dog


Weekly Photo Challenge;Growth

It would just have taken too long to choose from my garden piccies, so here’s a horse or two, also close to my heart. ¬†When I left my dream job teaching riding, the mares were sold, this is one of them in her new home and with her foal. Quite a backdrop too!Foals are often timed to be born in the winter here, where they are fed and looked after in the stables, then are big enough to go up on the Alms in the summer. Seems daft to me, all that extra feeding, when a summer foal gets the benefit of all that wonderful grass!