I know I already did a post about Castle snow (here), but that was before I took a break on Sunday and traipsed around the entire Well countryside looking for wild horses. You know, a standard Sunday. I didn’t end up finding them, but Annie and I did find two tame horses (too tame…it LICKED me. More on my horse fears later.) and a lot of truly breathtaking views.
It’s something about seeing a familiar place covered in snow for the first time. Makes you rediscover it, appreciate it all the more.
We aren’t going to talk about how much I miss Well. We aren’t.
As promised, here is a picture of me with a horse.