January Mist & Time By The Fire

A day is a good one, nomatter what’s in between, when it begins in the chilly field at 7am with my cosily rugged pony, a pocketful of treats and a flask of coffee, watching the mist hang over the sea, and ends with the boys by the fire on a winters’ night. ❤




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