morning with horses

i see horses every time i ride out in the country. i know when to expect them and they seem to expect me (or someone else in funny clothes, a goofy looking hat, and on two wheels). yesterday, however, i was startled when i heard some rustling next to me in this woody area where i have never seen horses. my eyes were searching for whatever was lurking around in there and out pops this beautiful animal. i stopped and admired him/her and he/she studied me. one at a time four more emerged. horses are amazing to me. their eyes leave me awestruck. it was a very nice surprise and added to the beauty of my surroundings.