"Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
Dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay."
-Robert Frost
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,race course
,race track
,road
,sculpture
Something oddly appealling about the idea of walking horses through a covered bridge. Horse Whisperers of Madison County or something... ;)
Like the hoofprint detail shot...
Hmmm, I suppose it is kind of! I see them being led out as I'm driving by each morning. I'm always late though so there's no time to take pictures!