I noticed the horses near the pond, but I was heading for the point, back near where my cabin used to be. I took some pictures of my favorite trees there; then I spread the blanket over the damp ground, rolled over on my back, and watched clouds drifting past. Then I moved on up the hill a little. I noticed the horses had come around the corner and could now be seen grazing contentedly at a distance. I lay down, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the feeling of the sun on my face for awhile. After awhile I opened my eyes and glanced toward the horses... their curiosity was getting the best of them!
I had forgotten how nosy horses can be.
Come on guys, can't a lady get a little peace and quiet here?
I guess that's a no.
Enough with the big brown eyes!
And the nose! I don't care how soft and velvety it is, get back.
Even when I got up, packed up the blanket, and started toward the house, they followed.
I don't get any respect.