Saturday, Motor Man and I took a day trip to the Outer Banks. We drove up on the beach in search of wild horses and saw none. Zero. Zilch. None. Nada.
So it’s a good thing we stopped by Aggie’s pasture on our way to the beach.
She was happy to see us, and happier to see the apple we brought her for a treat. (I can just imagine her saying: “Hurry…hurry!”.
Patience, Aggie…patience.
Motor Man gave Aggie a little head “scritch”, too.
Aggie’s fence is looking quite festive these days. Someone made this sweet sign for her.
And, she has a beautiful spring wreath.
Bye-bye, Aggie…
See you again soon!
~These Days Of Mine~
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