Spending time in the field with the horses is what I did today, an intoxicatingly warm sunny early spring day. I also brought TigerLily, my equine partner, into the barn for a good brushing and to visit with a friend's gelding.

Spring is definitely here in the north - within minutes they were nuzzling and nipping each other over the gate with heavy-lidded eyes, ear-splitting squeals and a few kicks for show.

Horse-love is tender and terrible, and mercifully short-lived. And, if TigerLily is representative of all Equines in these matters, horse-love is also cured by treats...