The ground is frozen so hard there is no riding at the moment, not unless I shoe the red mare. Instead we've been playing games with following, circling, and changing directions with me on the ground. She thinks this odd, but it wins her treats which makes her interested.
On the way home I stopped to admire the bison at the bison farm. There are youngish ones, that stagger and bounce, and very large ones.
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i remember the first time i saw bison on my way to work one frosty morning several years ago. i saw them and i heard a deep sound. ther was no sound, but i heard it. it was most moving, you’ve reminded me of that!