I conveniently put aside all of the work piling up for me at home and spent the afternoon at my Grandma’s farm.
It was a rainy, cold afternoon. Autumn has definitely arrived. Georgia loves to play with my Grandma’s Swedish horses and Grandma doesn’t mind.
Then again, who gives a hoot about rain when there are real horses outside. Georgia climbed this fence on the look out for the ‘baby horse’ Great Grandma promised was waiting outside.
It wasn’t until we made our way through the barnyard and climbed another fence that Georgia finally spotted the wee filly! She was excited.
It’s now that I should tell you that Georgia loves animals, but animals don’t always love Georgia.
Today was different.
Today, we called her the horse whisperer!