Just a few days, ago neighbor Joyce said she had a feeling the horses would return soon. She has a better view of the rented pasture than I do, and she watches the animals more often. Every year the horses are gone for months at a time, and we miss them.

I was eating a late breakfast when DW and Vixen walked down the hill and went to the corner. The two horses in the next pasture came to greet them. There was no reason I couldn’t get in on the homecoming.

Going back to my meal, I watched them check out the corner closest to Joyce and me before walking again to the shared corner and up the hill. They certainly seemed happy to be back with lots of plants and grass to nibble on.