The smell of barbecue on the grill and the sounds of dance prompted me to end my Mararu walk and return to the AC Variedades festivity. As I closed the metal gate that separates the Assis property from the small access road, I heard the thunder of hoofs as a horse raced up to the fence. Maybe she thought I was bringing her food. She seemed disappointed that I was leaving her behind.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Mararu - horse
The smell of barbecue on the grill and the sounds of dance prompted me to end my Mararu walk and return to the AC Variedades festivity. As I closed the metal gate that separates the Assis property from the small access road, I heard the thunder of hoofs as a horse raced up to the fence. Maybe she thought I was bringing her food. She seemed disappointed that I was leaving her behind.
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