The horse in my Blog header is Polly, a 31 year old Morgan mare owned by Linda Fink. As the grass turns golden and the leaves start to change into the look of Autumn, the flies become more desperate and annoying. I caught Polly objecting to a fly on her side and just had to appreciate the curving, flowing lines that she had made with her body from nose to tail. Polly was not that into me. Not like some of the elders that I have photographed, where I could practically swear were talking to me and knew why I was there. No, she gave me a look of exasperation at my intrusion. She was much more concerned about being separated from her love, Mr Smith, a Morgan gelding. Her world is her horse family it would seem and I must be the cause of this disruption.

Some people think that a pasture of yellow grass is ugly and bemoan the fact that I might not be photographing their horses in a field of green. But for me, I love the yellow grass and it photographs so well and contrasts beautifully with the various colors of horses' coats. It provides a warm glow that takes very little light to bring out, a perfect setting for horse imagery.

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