We've reached that point in the year when it's difficult to get a picture of Hank with his head in the air.
The grass is growing remarkably well considering how little rain we've had.
During the winter, I typically feed grass hay to the equines four times a day, going through
about nine 50-pound bales per week. I recently cut back to two feedings per day,
and that will drop to one once I'm confident there's enough pasture to sustain them.
Hank is a grazing machine. Sometimes I just want to scream, "come up for air!"
Lucy, George and Alan are a little less greedy and will take a break now and then to play...
...or pay attention to something besides food...
...such as a truck going down the road, kicking up alot of dust.