Sable, the moon-shaped island lost in the Atlantic waters off the coast of Nova Scotia. Preserved in its natural state. No roads, no infrastructure other than a couple research buildings, and a rich wild life of seals, birds and horses. A place out of time with constant changing weather and light.  I met a group of five black horses on the windy shore between sand and tall grass. I sat and watched them run, play, eat together for a while, savoring how special the place and the moment were.