Early in the afternoon a little girl rode her Snow Horse enchanted with the magic of new fallen snow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When dusk approached the child headed home for hot cider with her family and friends; snow began  to fall .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Old Horse watched as the little girl departed. He would miss her laughter but knew she would return the next good day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Long ago Old Horse was enchanted by the fairy folk. Though he ages he never grows old.