Decloaked

Olive was a rich, dark chestnut with a medium sized blaze, a half coronet in front and two big stockings behind.

She was a little bit flashy, but not overly so.

And yet, no matter how far away she was, I could always find her in the field. 

My eyes always went right to her.

Sage is a bright chestnut rabicano roan.

Up close, she is a much flashier color than Olive.

But from a distance, Sage is nearly invisible.

I can not tell you how many times Karen or I have gone out to field and looked and looked and not seen her, sometimes even when she's standing right in front of us. 

We call this her Cloak of Invisibility.

Pictures don't do it justice, but trust me, it's a real thing.

Sage is one of those horses who needs a fly mask in the summer.

Unfortunately, she's hard on them.

Sigh.

Last week, Karen decided to give her an upgrade. 

I went out to the field to catch her, and there she was.

Girl! What happened!?!

I can see you!

I can see you wherever you go!

I can see you even when I don't want to see you!

Little Colorado Sage Marie Buxton!

This is not an approved activity!

Sigh.

Princess issues aside, I've grown quite fond of the green mask. Alas, it's already on its last legs.

I am hoping for an early first frost, which will bring an end to mask season. However, since that seems unlikely, I am debating the color of her next mask. Perhaps hot pink or blaze orange?