Two nights ago the phone rang at midnight. It was my neighbor from up the road.
I asked, more like begged, to be on her call list.
She had rescued a pregnant pony which she named Felicity, and she was due any day.
When I arrived the foal, a little filly, was just born and making her first attempt to stand up.
It was amazing. We watched and marveled at the pair for quite a while.
The vet soon arrived, all was well and everyone was filled with happiness.
It was hard to take pictures. The light was dim and they were moving around quite a bit,
but the grainy pictures have their own charm, don't you think?