Horses in the Dark
6 min readSep 30, 2019
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It happened after dark last night, out in the pasture. There was not any moonlight to speak of, which made navigating the field a difficult task. Just now it is a mass of frost daisies — pretty by daylight with their froth of white flowers, but a tumbled tangle of wiry stems, knee-high or taller, to trip one up at night.
Between ourselves, I should very much like to run a herd of goats through that field to reset the balance…