...but I didn't bring it with me, so I can only tell you what I saw.
Last night's rain came billowing up from the ground in a frothy white fog that spilled over the neat black fence rows. A mare and her foal poked their heads above (the foal just barely) to regard the passing traffic. The rising sun highlighted their coats, shining and stark against the formless, ethereal waves rising and moving beneath them.
My sleepy eyes were opened wide, and the anxiety for the day ahead--the endless lists of things to do--fell away.
If only I had my camera.
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