This gray was going to be one of the Great Ones, a racer and a sire to leave his mark in horse history and stamp his own quality on foals throughout miles and years in this southwestern land.
The gray male horse was on track to be one of the best.
The gray mare was never going to be great, she was just a basic work horse.
She was strong enough to drag that thing around the yard.
Two young girls were playing.
The girl has her eyes closed.
The person is riding in the car on the city street.
The person is washing windows.
There aren't a lot of people who volunteer anymore.