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Joe rode along behind his father, who let his horse work his way up through the shale and tough footing on a loose rein.
The older man sat straight as a string in his saddle, feet loose in his stirrups with floating grace. The two horses had their noses close to the streep ground in front of them while the big muscles in their rumps jumped and contracted with the struggle. When Joe and his father got over the top, they stopped to let the horses blow. The pastures stretched out in a foling world of grassy hills until they disappeared into the bluing of faraway sky.
The older man sat straight as a string in his saddle, feet loose in his stirrups with floating grace. The two horses had their noses close to the streep ground in front of them while the big muscles in their rumps jumped and contracted with the struggle. When Joe and his father got over the top, they stopped to let the horses blow. The pastures stretched out in a foling world of grassy hills until they disappeared into the bluing of faraway sky.