The New Forest pony
It was a beautiful New Forest autumn morning. I was on my way to meet my mate Roger, for some deer photography. But driving through the forest, there appeared a fantastic rising mist. Terrified, that by the time I meet up with Roger, the mist, and light would have gone. I decided to stop off, and try some shots at Bratley Ridge. I wondered around, nothing relay working out, but just as the sun crested the horizon, and lit up the mist. I found this pony. It all looks, and sounds very romantic, but to slightly ruin the mood, I had to wait for him to move away from a great steaming poo he had just done.