This was just a very strange place. So much is going on. Your thoughts can go in so many directions. Each horse comes with its own baggage of history and a book could be written for each. Then there is their placement in an abandoned place. But are they really abandoned, or are they freed? Do they wake up at night and start running and playing? What about their diversity? Then there are the ones which have a mask on. People went out of their way to put the rocking horses in the context of time. So much to absorb, digest, or to ignore.
