In Williamstown Ma. with cousins now. I’ll spare you all the words and begin this post with a picture of me picking up a horse named Napoleon:
Next, we have a fabulous movie with the triplets. The lighting is bad, but the plot really carries this movie through its beautiful minute.
And now: Here’s that mini horse (named Napoleon [or Polio for short]) galloping across the meadow. Please note the llama stool he’s kicking up.
He’s so majestic.
