We had glorious sunshine all day long, bookstore visits from friends, and, at the end of the bookstore afternoon, on our way to dinner, a serendipitous encounter in Peshawbestown with the Budweiser Clydesdales, causing my already full cup to overflow. I was not alone. People of all ages, two to ninety-two, were wide-eyed and thrilled.
We all watched the eight-horse team disassemble, one horse at a time, and load into their elegant trailers, beauty, grace and strength united in these beautiful animals, each of them perfect from head to foot –
Whether seen from the back and from the front –
In harness, out of harness, or loaded for the road.
Run away to join the circus? What about running away to become a teamster? Could Sarah do the job of this Dalmatian, I wonder? She would look awfully cute up on the wagon seat!
4 comments:
Awesome! Yes, Sarah could do a wonderful job, especially with you driving the horses and sitting beside Sarah.
I would dearly love to see the Clydesdales. These are beautiful photos. A happy surprise indeed.
Sarah is a great bench-sitter, but I would need years of driving and coaching lessons.
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