Here is Violet, at the end of a long day in the snow with her friends. She is relaxed, mellow, and waiting to go into her stall. When I walk her into the barn, I hold her on a long line and she lets her head drift to the midline and walks with long loose thoroughbred strides. She peeks at me with that soft eye all inquisitive and satisfied and curious and happy. And we have our happy quiet moment in our day.