Meadow and pony life in the green, green spring time.
It’s different without my golden pony to compliment the meadow.
But as the sunlight sparkles through the leaves in the blossoming trees, I know she’s still there with us.
The Meadow is a magical place in every season, but something about the green of spring brings it to life right before your eyes.
I feel very blessed to call it my second home. And my ponies I know enjoy living in such a peaceful wilderness.