Every few years I travel to Kentucky to visit friends who live in horse-racing country. Better yet, they are old horse-racing people. It's a wonderful time to be there. The yearlings are let out to pasture:
And wild violets stud the grass with purple and white:
Young men go wading on Boone Creek:
And kitties play mighty hunter:
But primarily it's time for horseracing, which is both business and art, high society and high finance:
Some of these little knockneed ones will sell for millions of dollars!
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The BBC have a page about it here and the local Newspaper, the Westmorland Gazette, also has some pictures here.
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