He's of the colour of the nutmeg. And of the heat of the ginger.... he is pure air and fire; and the dull elements of earth and water never appear in him, but only in patient stillness while his rider mounts him; he is indeed a horse, and all other jades you may call beasts. ~William Shakespeare, Henry V

Thursday, July 13, 2006

GOD'S BEAUTY

This is the most amazing thing I have ever seen. The fawn can not be more than a few days old because it has not "unfolded" yet.

After the horses moved on, the doe came for her wondering fawn. So all is well in case you were wondering

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