Took a little road trip down to Miami and points beyond and couldn't resist taking some more horse photos. There was a herd of about eight just past the cemetery but these were the closest.
I parked, got out and walked over to the fenceline, but was ignored for a minute or two.
Curiosity got the better of a couple and they came over to investigate.
A quick nip showed who was boss, and soon it was just me and the boss.
They were really pretty, very healthy looking. I don't know much about horseflesh (or about much at all, having no horse sense) but these are being cared for very well.
Today was very hot, right at 100 deg. The fields were fairly green and lush because of the recent rains.
Got down on my knees to take a shot looking up at him with the beautiful cloudy sky in the background... and he came down with me, eye-to-eye.
"Hey dude, what are you doin'?"
He wasn't mean and he's one of the few horses I've photographed that act like they're disappointed I have a camera in my hand instead of a bridle. He even tolerated me petting him, but I'm always so tentative, I think they can sense my fear. I don't care, I want to keep my fingers, the ol' drillin' rigs didn't get any of 'em.
They're beautiful creatures.