Last week we saw a magical sight on the wild hillside opposite La Cazalla – a single white horse moving through the oak trees. According to the shepherd, he roams around this ancient forest, alone, since his two mates are no longer with him. This morning I happened to glance out of the Casita window, and there he was, on the crest of the hill, about 1km away, silhouetted against the blue skyline….amazing.
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