Joseph Anthony’s Reviews > Farmer Boy > Status Update

He loved horses. There they stood in their roomy box-stalls, clean & sleek & gleaming brown, with long black mains and tails. The wise, sedate, work-horses placidly munched hay. The three-year-olds put their noses together across the bars, they seemed to whisper together. Then softly their nostrils wooshed along one another’s necks. One pretended to bite, & they squealed & whirled kicked in play.