The Retired Horse Farm

This past weekend, while Grandma and Reese's cousin were visiting from South FLA, we took another trip over to the retired horse farm to feed carrots to...you guessed it, the retired horses.

We managed to get there just as the thermometer was topping out at 10,000 degrees. These poor horses thought that they were going to live out their remaining years on a beautiful pasture while being fed copious amounts of carrots. The beautiful pasture and carrot parts are true...but I'm sure nobody told the horses about the Hell-like temperatures in Alachua during the summer.

We hosed Reese down with some sunscreen and attempted to have her wear a hat (which didn't last long). The heat was soon overshadowed by the giddiness in Reese's body language as the horses made their way to the fence. The family-size bag of carrots that we picked up at Publix before arriving was soon nibbled away to nothing and we headed over to Conestogas in quaint downtown Alachua for some AC and lunch.

Here are a few photos from our day feeding the horses (and donkeys)...