False alarm...

This morning, as with all mornings recently, I got up and looked out the window towards Gem's paddock. Unfortunately, there happens to be an enormous water oak between the house and the paddock, so peering through the branches can be tricky. I got excited today when I apparently envisioned in my head a tall dark foal standing behind Gem. I quickly discovered after hurriedly pulling on some dirty jeans and sprinting for the door that there was no such foal. Gem was as I had left her last night, moseying around her paddock, waiting for her morning hay, still full of foal. Oh, well, maybe tomorrow...