I’m lucky to live in a place where I can look out my window in the morning and see a horse and carriage clip-clop by three or four times a day.

The dogs start barking when the carriage is down the road, I can sometimes get to the window with my camera before they pass.

This morning, I heard the dogs and went to the living room window just as a horse and carriage came trotting by. I got a shot through the window. These are brave people.

I’ve asked one woman if it was okay to take her photo and she smiled and nodded yes. But I don’t feel comfortable getting too close or taking close-in face shots, not unless I’m told it’s okay.

There are two women in the carriage, hoods up for warmth (see the photo). They come by every single day around 10 a.m., they return in the late afternoon. We have no idea where they go or where they live, but I marvel at their strength in making what is clearly a long trip in this weather.

This is a small town. We’ll hear soon enough who they are and where they live.

Nothing seems to faze or discourage them. In the afternoon, a larger, covered carriage comes by, it has two horses and is driven by a man.

The day before, I saw four or five carriages go back and forth, we clearly have a new community in and around our small town. When I rushed to take this photo, Maria came out of her studio to take a video.

We both laughed at this, this is our life.