I had to blink twice this morning as I headed out to the frosty outhouse.
Raz, the largest of our three horses, was standing just beyond, munching on some spent corn stalks.
I shook my head and smiled, then he took a few steps and galloped off ~ to Russ ~ who was across the property.
Russ gently led him back into the fencing with his two awaiting buddies and repaired the fencing flaw.
Still groggy, I shook my head and completed my trek, wondering if I was awake or dreaming.