grass

Hey mom, the grass is greener on the other side of the fence, can we hand graze please?  Well, I'm not actually asking, I'm demanding that we hand graze.  It's so much more fun to graze together...

We do the grazing tour, (lawn of rye and crabgrass, side lot of timothy, alfalfa and clover) and end up on the side lot where Java is convinced that something interesting is over our wall and across the street.  She either heard something (other horses live one street over) or she's admiring their barn wondering if animals live in it... or wanting to eat their grass too.  Whatever it is, she is trying very hard to figure it out.

Munch munch munch, stare stare stare.  She wants to drag me over to the edge of our wall and gawk.

They have no animals there, except for one dog, who barks.  They store junk in their barn.  Java is very eager to go over there and investigate.... which will not happening.