26 April 2012
The snow was a thick blanket that sank beneath my feet. It crunched and groaned as I trudged down the field towards Surprise. He heard me coming before he saw me. His little hooves were burried in the snow and his royal blue rug was covered in a cobweb of crystal snowflakes. He muzzled my pocket hoping for any chance of food. I giggled and handed him a polo...
Snow • Opuss № I