Bragsforwardmotion shines through winter ills
It was a cold March evening, and the snow was swirling all around. Gently moving through deep drifts and icy footing, the horse carried Farrar where she wanted to go, answering her requests with immediate obedience. He didn’t spook, and seemed only to want to please her. “I fell in love with his mind right there,” Farrar says. She saw beyond the fact that, at the time, Bragsforwardmotion wasn’t much to look at. Suffering from a combination of rain rot and a fungal infection of his skin, the skinny Thoroughbred looked like he’d been through a battle when she arrived […]
