Please observe "Ye Ole Waterin' Hole."
It is here, shaped like a long skinny bowl.
She glimmers seductively in the bright day sun.
Never passes a day without some kind of fun.
She glimmers seductively in the bright day sun.
Never passes a day without some kind of fun.
Then there are some creatures with a goal.
And no, there is no stripper's pole.
They want to relax, they want to party.
It's the water they're wanting and it looks rather hearty.
And no, there is no stripper's pole.
They want to relax, they want to party.
It's the water they're wanting and it looks rather hearty.
The lively crowd gathers, there will be a toll.
Someone will leave the place the color of a mole.
A leader from the crowd throws down for the first round.
Someone will leave the place the color of a mole.
A leader from the crowd throws down for the first round.
The others just stare without making a sound.
She's knowing the muddy soup will make her look like a troll.
With all this splashing there is no need for a roll.
The mucky shower feels cool and nice.
About it? How could she ever think twice?
The high vigor and vivacious pawing is not for a foal.
These are horses with a big heart and a soul.
They live in their moment soaking up the sun.
These are horses with a big heart and a soul.
They live in their moment soaking up the sun.
Never wondering, "Is this really fun?"
I could not generate "new" material from the current day... I needed some nice thoughts of summer. I have to kick being sick. Tomorrow's the Dr's, since I am on day 7 or 8 of having an intermittent fever. This winter is really kicking my a**. I took these pictures last year when I was doing some field work and always wanted to post them so there ye go.
Post script: Dr says its bronchitis again...
