The shimmering strands shiver as horses breeze through the stalls. Each tiny, absorbent paper flickers and flashes in the sunlight.
Copper, in his “wrapping paper” stall.
Thanks, everyone, for contributing paper to our farm. The Husband and I have been shredding for days, making sure that our horses are snuggly warm this winter. We appreciate all of you. Thanks for thinking of us and bringing us your wrapping paper after Christmas.