I suppose I should have read the sign posted on the fence...but I could not resist pulling off the road to see these beauties. As soon as I was out of my car they all came running over to the fence. They gave me the once over and a good sniff and I was good, only wish I had some peppermints. As usual I did all the talking and petting . This is what I love about Tennessee, horses everywhere!! On this particular road only a few miles from my house I bet there were close to 50 horses in various farms and pastures, oh so beautiful!
This beautiful paint was definetly low on the totem pole, the others pushed him off easily. How handsome is he?? Can't you just see a red plaid blanket under a saddle and that white haired gentleman we know as Mr. Americana sitting on him...I am speaking of Ralph Lauren.
If I only had my shedder blade...that mane needs some attention. Can you imagine the owner seeing me brushing his horses, you'd read about me the next day in the paper...Loony jewelry designer arrested for trespassing and grooming horses. Hey it could happen!
