Today my plans had zero to do with horses. At all. I was off to Redcliffe to see Chicago at the Redcliffe Cultural Centre. My plan - as much as I plan for anything - was to stop on the way home to go pelican spotting. But was we drove towards the bridge I saw horses in the water.
How could anyone see that and not stop for a closer look? Certainly I have no much willpower. I stopped the car. Got out and went for a look.I watched as the horses frolicked and then rolled in the sand.
I watched as the splashed and played.
I observed the obvious affection between man and horse.
We chattered (that is I spoke to the humans. There was no Mr Ed among the horses).
Turns out this was a recovery session. The horses had competed last night at Albion Park.
Clearly they were lapping up every minute of it.
Not a bad afternoon's work for all involved.
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