These are the horses in my NEIGHborhood

This is what I saw on my way home today:

There were these three tiny kids on a diminutive cart pulled by the cutest little miniature horse driving around the yard where they have the prettiest garden every year. A little way further, I passed a grumpy-faced old graybeard on an open buggy ( the horse was your run-of-the-mill brown buggy horse.) Then I came up behind two teams in a row, pulling wagons–Belgians, of course, though the hindmost team was a fairly sharp matched set like you might see in the fair if they were cleaned up.