Stefán and I were so fortunate to watch the horses, 11 in all, coming down from the highlands to the barn for the first time this winter. Side note: they are equiped to survive outside all winter but they keep all but the oldest two inside when they plan to ride them and/or train the two newer additions.
It was truly a magical sight, especially in the bright sun; sun that shone on the farm for the first time in TWO months (it doesn't rise high enough to make it over the mountain where they live during the darkest part of the year). The horses were very willing participants, that is until they got to the first gate. Then, it became comical. I think it was another half hour before they got them all inside.
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