Lost in Hay
Canon 5D Mark ll, 24-70 2.8L, 35 mm focal length, 5.0 aperture, 1/80 shutter, 100 ISO
I love hay delivery day, and so do my horses. They recognize the truck as soon as it enters our long gravel drive, and being to call out to it, whinnying and running toward the gate. They love fresh hay, and I can hardly keep them from trampling the truck so we can roll it into the pasture. But once we do, all is well. They stand there in pure bliss, bite after bite, closing their eyes as they munch holes into the side of the roll. Chris says they make it look really good.
It is one of my favorite experiences, to be with horses eating fresh hay; the smell of the hay so sweet, and the consistent, peaceful sound of horses diligently eating every last straw. Reminds me of the many hours I have spent in barns all the years of my growing up. Time well spent.
How I love hay day.
James 1:17 ~ “Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.”
Digging In
Bliss
Gentle Eye
Quality Time
Hay under the Oak
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