Springtime Horses

Blue and Remy still get a half cup of grain each morning in separate stalls to keep them from fighting. That's not enough grain to make them fat but it is enough to keep them coming when called - usually:

 With the grass growing now, they spend most of each day outside, searching for the newest, tenderest grass:

 The cows now join them and on rainy days when the fields are sodden, they know a high spot where they can graze:

 Violet and Remy were hanging out together by the edge of the gravel road, where white birch trees grow in abundance:

 Blue was over by the county road, near the fence gate which is electrified. I hadn't intended it that way, but I put an "Electric Fence" sign on it to warn passersby. I imagine it's even worse when there is a puddle there (I wasn't about to go touch it to find out):

 Remy was looking mighty cute and I thought he needed a portrait shot:

 "Here's a side view for my publicity photo:"

 But mostly their days are spent grazing green grass and sleeping:

 Blue doesn't look so fat since he lost his winter coat. He also doesn't look so black either, but instead more brown:

 One morning I found Blue in the barn, waiting for his breakfast:

 Remy, however, was sprawled on the floor and didn't move a muscle. Was he sick or dead?

 No, he was just sleeping. The sound of the grain bin being opened brought him suddenly to life: