People sit entranced watching for hours as these horses pull heavier and heavier loads on sledges. The the horses wait for their turn. They seem to enjoy it. I love draft horses, the size, the form and, of course, the brasses. And I love watching the people watch the horses. This is a slow guy game. I noticed that several of the horses were called "Judy", an excellent name.
I grew up in a large city, but we had horses for the bakery, the milk, the ash, and ice wagons. And I love watching horses work in the fields, the silence and the rhythm. I knew a team of Belgians, Duke and Prince, just a few years ago who worked in the sugar bush. They knew the route. The farmer figured they worked better than a tractor, less damage to the forest floor and they would just follow him from tree to tree. Tractors lack brains.
And some space to be:
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