“I think your whole life shows in your face and you should be proud of that.’
This is Neighbor. I don’t know his official name, but we call him Neighbor. He sometimes watches us feed from the turnout beside the road.
He’s a gentle old guy and I find him adorable.
He doesn’t push.
Or pick fights with his paddock mates.
And is ever so grateful when I give him an alfalfa cube.
In the summer his coat turns nearly white, making him look even more like the venerable old sage that he is.
What does your face say about your life?