
While shooting and trying to capture what first caught my attention, the way they moved in the wind reminded me of the beautiful horses we used to have next door to our field and their tails as the herd would rumble thunderously by our house full gallop. It also for me invoked the energy that I see in the Bev Doolittle print Sacred Ground which is on display on my in-law's wall.
The horses sadly are no longer there to add to our rural experience, but I am glad these grasses that day brought back those memories for me.
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