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Tucked beneath the woollen grey sky, there is a sweet warmth to the horse. He is at home here upon the heathered moor.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 25, 2021.
The horse at gallop has such explosive energy that it resonates with the happiest version of me.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 25, 2021.
The horse in gentle pensive mood, upon feeling sunshine and the halter gone, feels the frisson of joy that freedom bestows.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 25, 2021.
The horse, in equine beauty, brings a galloping of dreams.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 25, 2021.
The horse speaks of her emotions with every mirco-movement she makes. And as I read her, she reads me, and in this sense of one another our everlasting bond is made.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 25, 2021.
The soul of the horse is ever at rest in the sanctuary of mother nature.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 25, 2021.
The re-wilded horses became the greatest art upon the landscape, as if each morning heavens brush created them anew.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 25, 2021.