The signs of spring are in bloom - the crocuses are up and the daffodils are well started. Garden plots have been cleared and are ready for the new plants. The peepers have been in full chorus for a week now, and the horses now spend most of their time without any blankets and with windows wide open until after dark.The sun is warm enough to drive with windows open.
We start the new season without one friend. Spicey did not survive the last early winter. The inflammation in her hooves became more than she could bear. But for the last few months she had much attention and grooming, as a few of us old ladies at the barn spent time untangling her thick mane and tail and brushing her equally thick coat. She had a metabolic order that meant she never fully shed out.
There will be a small ceremony remembering those who have passed tomorrow at the barn. I will be naming Spicy - apparently no one else asked. So I am glad I can make it.
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