Polka dotted mare changing out a bleached clipped winter coat for a (briefly) black summer coat. Black until she bleaches it again. The only alternative is never to let her outside.
Hard to believe this is a black mare, not a …what? I call it hyena color at this point. Still beautiful, of course. Always beautiful with that sweet eye and those elegant legs. Funny how the color change starts at the head and sweeps back slowly as she sheds/grows in the new coat.
Enjoying a companionable moment keeping the grass trimmed at her boarding stable. Star tells me this moment is far too short.