Saturday, May 02, 2009

Derby Day


The twin spires were still lit in the diminishing darkness, and he imagined them critically viewing the contenders from their noble post, deeming each one worthy, or not, to grace these grounds and contest the Run for the Roses...


The black filly looked casually across the infield towards those lofty spires as if to suggest she was up for the challenge, and would not be intimidated by their ghosts.