One of our beloved mares miscarried late last night in a cold Wisconsin paddock. This morning my wife, a veterinarian, and I worked for an hour or two to save the mare. Then I dragged the would-be-colt and failed placenta into the woods for the coyotes to feast upon tonight.

This collection of beautiful horse pictures warms me up a little. Look carefully at the people who love their mares.

Birth, it is by no means certain.

Death. There is a kind justice in it: none of us gets out alive.

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