Last weekend the sun shone on the tiny village of Lier in the county of Buskerud, in the country of Norway. Something it has not done for a while.
However, the choice of its timing was perfect, as it was the weekend of the annual village fete, show, do, get-together, or whatever, all rolled into one.
I was there, together with my trusty equipment and my trusty Official Guardian of said equipment, one mrs. salty.
I was looking for detail rather than the big overview, and here is the first offering.
This young filly attracted my attention because she was giggling like I don't know what, being tickled by the larger filly's tongue. As I turned towards the sound of the pre-nubile laughter, I raised my camera and just about caught the moment as Little Miss Giggle-chops was turning away.
This is the whole shot, it is not cropped.
The larger of the two fillies showed very little or no emotion.
Many thanks for all the recent comments on my efforts...you may rest assured that they are all
Many thanks for bothering.