Such a timeless thing, to see a horse grazing in a field. Our in the back pasture, we are removed from the world, it is quiet there, peaceful, teeming with life – frogs, snakes, coyotes, owls, moles, groundhogs, foxes, deer, even bears. Chloe is at home, at peace, thousands of years of grazing in her genes, her consciousness. It settles my soul, every time I see it.