Caballo and Cabballero

Even though it was nearly 90 degrees and very humid, I felt I needed a strident walk.  It turned out to be very buggy at Jackson Field.  There were muddy puddles along the trails and the mosquitoes found me with no trouble. This Spanish-speaking man said the large horse was a mix of two large German and French breeds, but I couldn't understand their names.  He seemed to get a kick out of me taking his photo.  So I did.  A few times.  But I was really more interested in the horse.  They always lift my spirits, even with a brief encounter.