Literary Secret Agent, buncha stuff. Do I have to keep checking this all the time now?
MY horsie kicks up a dust ghost! That's Midnight (From Ebert Club e-newsletter #34)
Hark! It is Osiris, emerging from the morning sun, following his steeds
Harley decides to serve himself some candy
We did! run, everybody!
Do we hear somebody laying out food?
What a frisky boy. Sheer luck snapped this one.
Clay conducts me out to the field today.
Snuggling Ravens back in the corral
Harley having a nice roll
Let's graze someplace else this morning...
Warning to horses: never nibble a cactus. It hurts even to pluck them off your nose.
Caught only Midnight's shadow as she kicked up her heels this a.m.
Clay nibbles his candy while Naughty bends over my shoulder for her share.
Handsome Clay helps candy come out
See? They're in his pocket! Yum yum!
Whoa! Sammy got a candy!
That's right buddy, I do. Here.
"You've got candy in your pockets, don't you," says Sam
Sammy, left, breaks off from the herd with a sudden realization
Horses on a joy-race this morning
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