Farmers market

No need to say I spent the entirety of the market playing with the horses letting my mum run around for the actual errands. Breton work-horses are such gentle and beautiful creatures. They were all so massive, the size of their neck was absolutely ridiculous but all very curious and cuddly. Not sure why, but I instantly fell in love with the bay mare, I was ready to take her home, I didn't want to go, I felt weirdly sad leaving her. I love horses, all horses, I owned one that I decided to sell to be able to move to London as I didn't have time or money to take care of her, but once in a while there is a horse you love more than other, something I can't explain, just a feeling looking in their eyes.

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